Quick Travel: Card Destroyer

Chapter 416: A Young Man's Trip to a Foreign Land (XIV)

When he took it out and took a look, he found that it was the key material used by Bing Haoqi to make the first generation of "Water Droplets" - rootless water.

"The rootless water is the practice of Sancai turning the virtual into the real. I wonder if it can also be the other way around, turning the real into the virtual?" Bing Haoqi said as she took Sancai away from Fu Cangzhao's arms. Her eyes were slightly red, and she was obviously affected by Fu Cangzhao's turbulent emotions.

"I can try." The rootless water lay quietly in Fu Cangzhao's palm, as if it was just an ordinary teardrop-shaped ornament.

As soon as the pure white flame came into contact with the rootless water, Fu Cangzhao grabbed the "thread" connecting Ji Liangqi and the secondary reality and temporarily built a passage.

They can take back the half of Su Sheng's soul at the end of the loop, or they can send the remaining soul in Ji Liangqi's hands in.

Fu Cangzhao thought about it and finally decided to send the soul wreckage in. This half of the soul was killed by Ji Liangqi, which means that the connection between the two is completely broken. Overwintering can allow the dead to be reborn from the ashes, and naturally it can also reawaken this half of the soul. As a "traveler", Su Sheng is an immortal existence. As long as the two halves of the soul can be merged, one day she will be able to set foot on the land she loves again.

That night, she sneaked into Ji Liangqi's room and got into his arms. Yi Chunzhan went back to the old house to pack up her things. Now they could finally spend time with each other at ease.

She buried her head in Ji Liangqi's chest and whispered, "I won't leave, I won't leave again..."

"Well, I'm not leaving." Ji Liangqi muttered vaguely, like a comfort, but also like a perfunctory response driven by sleepiness.

But in the end, Fu Cangzhao still left and came to the magical world created by Bing Haoqi.

Hao Yuechu was a complete blockhead. If you didn't look at her expression, you wouldn't know she was in a bad mood. He asked without thinking, "Do you all make artifacts casually?"

"Ah?" Fu Cangzhao had just come out of his bad mood and didn't understand what the other party was saying for a moment.

"I'm talking about your scarf." Hao Yueshu pointed at the dark red circle around her neck.

Before she could explain, Hao Yuechu's occupational disease came back and he commented on Si Bai's relic: "I have never seen this kind of material, but to be honest, the design is not bad. Although it is not as complicated as your wheelchair, as long as it is kept warm, the quality will easily improve."

After a short pause of a few seconds, she continued, "Your flame is very suitable for nurturing magic weapons, and your own aura can also speed up people's cultivation. Maybe that's why I feel better when I'm around you."

In the days that followed, the two continued to head north. As the wheelchair had been greatly modified, their speed increased dramatically, but they did not hear any more news about the secret realm.

In this snowy season, the temperature dropped, resulting in a shortage of food, and bandits were often seen on the road. They seemed to be unable to sense the aura emanating from the two men, and almost ignored the murderous aura released by Hao Yue at the beginning of the month, rushing up like moths to a flame, and naturally being chopped to pieces.

At first, Haoyue almost never did things by herself. Every time, Fu Cangzhao would borrow her sword. She would often give him some pointers and correct Fu Cangzhao's wrong postures.

The wound on Fu Cangzhao's left abdomen healed very slowly. She could feel something drying up in her body, and once it dried up, she would probably cease to exist. Bing Haoqi's breath repeatedly reminded her to hurry to the starry sky. She and Hao Yue had been looking for a way to enter the starry sky, but they had no clue.

Looking into the distance, a number of small black dots like ants appeared in the pure white.

The two thought they were bandits again, but when the black spots got closer, they found out they were all women. The woman walking in front was wearing relatively gorgeous clothes, and Hao Yuechu recognized that it was the style of a certain family.

Ever since human civilization regressed, there have always been women who were unwilling to give in and defected from their clans, only to be hunted down and killed in the end. Haoyue had saved such people at one time, but he could not protect them for the rest of their lives.

The same goes for the women they met this time. If they hadn't taken advantage of the right time and place, and used traps to trap the pursuers for a while, they would probably have been executed by the clan by now.

Fu Cangzhao and Haoyue asked them about their situation patiently at first, and Langchao lay quietly in Fu Cangzhao's arms filling the ordinary gourd.

It’s not that she is timid, but she doesn’t know what to say now.

Fu Cangzhao seemed to have a certain force field. As long as he entered a world, he would automatically influence the women around him to break away from love and unite to fight, but there was a limit. The refugees they met were not within the force field, which meant that they had broken away from vulgarity from the beginning. According to Hao Yuechu's meaning, there was no shortage of such people from ancient times to the present.

The waves began to wonder, why can't they make waves? Why can't a powerful woman like Hao Yueshu in this world prevent them from being annihilated in the long river of time?

Based on her experience of accompanying Ji Xueyue through multiple worlds, there must be many women who tempted their compatriots to return to the cannibalistic clan, or there must be traitors among those who escaped and leaked the location of the stronghold to their beloved men.

But when she saw the pursuers clearly, she suddenly realized that there was no woman among them.

This is not rigorous.

From a distance, Langchao saw the leader of the pursuers holding a head. It might not be possible to determine the identity based on a face and long hair, but the leader held the head and told the defecting women that the owner of the head - who seemed to be a woman of a certain status in the tribe - had never revealed their whereabouts until her death, and the "those women" who sheltered them and their relatives were all beheaded and displayed to the public. If they go back, at least they can leave their names in the family tree; if they don't go back, they will completely lose the trace of their survival in the world.

So heavy, so cruel.

Although I'm awake, I'm still so powerless.

"I want to save them." Langchao whispered.

She felt her body shake.

Fu Cangzhao stood up from his wheelchair, put away the wine gourd, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Lights flickered, and blood bloomed from the necks of every pursuer, dyeing the snow red, as red as the clouds at sunset.

The last head slipped off the leader of the pursuers, and Fu Cangzhao finally reappeared, merging the two lightsabers in his hands and turning back into the style of holding the death scepter.

"So you are good at stick and knife skills, but not sword." Apart from the two souls in the wine gourd, Hao Yuechu was the only one present who saw her series of smooth movements and applauded with interest.

However, Fu Cangzhao's face was still gloomy, so she stopped unconsciously.

Following the boy's gaze, she saw the female head still held in the hand of the leader of the pursuers.

She put away the scepter of death, ignored the blood stains on it, and carefully held the head in her palm and raised it above her head.

At the beginning of the Haoyue Moon, a 130,000-year-old super agarwood for you.

You taught Zhao Mei swordsmanship for a long time, but in the end you found out that she is not good at swordsmanship at all. You are really a bit pitiful... But she may not care too much. Anyway, after 130,000 years, she has taught countless people (.)

Waveline: Realizing that there is no necessary connection between women’s suffering and “not awakening”. In other words, “awakening” does not make you stronger immediately, at most it just makes you stronger faster, and the glass ceiling must be suppressed.