Peking Opera Cat Heart Feather

The next morning, just as the sky was turning pale, a cool morning breeze gently caressed the earth. Bai Xinyu stood there, his gaze firm and penetrating. He carefully sorted the supplies left for Zheng Sanbao and the others to return to the Shen Sect. These supplies included various necessities and some self-defense weapons, enough for them to deal with any difficulties they might encounter on their way back to the Shen Sect.

When everything was arranged, Bai Xinyu took a deep breath and raised his hands slightly. As he moved, the remaining supplies seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force, slowly floating in the air. Then, with a gentle wave of his hand, they were neatly stored in his storage space. The whole process was smooth and natural, as if he had already mastered this magical ability.

"Palace Master, the boat is ready. We're ready to go." Soon, Zheng Sanbao hurried over, his face beaming with excitement. Behind him, an exquisite boat sat quietly at anchor, its hull painted with exquisite patterns, gleaming in the morning light. Bai Xinyu nodded and led the team members aboard. The boat rocked gently, as if sensing everyone's anticipation, then slowly sailed away from the shore, heading towards the endless desert ahead.

As they sailed, a gentle breeze caressed their faces, bringing a hint of salt. Standing at the bow, overlooking the rolling waves below, Bai Xinyu felt a surge of pride. He knew the journey to Buzong was bound to be filled with challenges, but he remained undaunted, confident that he and his team would overcome all difficulties and achieve their goals.

"Palace Master Xiaoqing has arrived at Buzong, so my work is done. I bid you farewell." When the boat finally entered the desert, Zheng Sanbao bowed respectfully to Xiaoqing. His eyes revealed a hint of reluctance, but more of a blessing for Xiaoqing. Xiaoqing looked at Zheng Sanbao, a touch of emotion flashing in her eyes. She patted Zheng Sanbao on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Thank you for your escort along the way, Captain. We all see your efforts. You must work hard in the future, constantly improve your skills, and strive to become an outstanding Peking Opera Cat as soon as possible."

Zheng Sanbao nodded solemnly, his eyes gleaming with determination. He knew Xiaoqing's words weren't just encouragement for him personally, but also expectations for all the Peking Opera Cats. He vowed to cultivate diligently and live up to Xiaoqing's trust and expectations.

"Let's go." Seeing that the situation was mostly resolved, Bai Xinyu turned and called for the team to continue on. The team members braced themselves and followed Bai Xinyu closely, heading deeper into the desert. Their figures gradually disappeared into the distance, leaving behind only a trail of deep footprints, a testament to their courage and determination.

Unfortunately, their unwavering courage and resolute determination seemed to be thwarted by the most stubborn enemy in this endless desert. Every time they advanced, they were brutally defeated by the unbearable desert heat. The scorching sun was like a sharp sword, piercing their skin mercilessly, as if it wanted to burn away their will.

"It's so hot!" Xiaoqing, supported by Haipiao, walked forward step by step, as if trudging through a swamp. Every step he took seemed to exhaust all his strength. His once vibrant face now showed a worrying sign of dehydration. His skin became dry and dull, and his lips were so chapped that they were almost bleeding.

Seeing this, Bai Xinyu felt helpless. He shook his head helplessly, took out a bag of water bottles from the space, and carefully handed it to Haipiao. When Haipiao saw the bag of water, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He quickly inserted a thin straw and gently brought it to Xiaoqing's mouth. Xiaoqing took the straw with trembling hands and slowly put the cool water into his mouth. At that moment, it was as if an electric current ran through his body. The despair on his face eased a little, and he began to show a little bit of long-lost vitality, and his eyes gradually regained some brilliance.

"Mom's map is not accurate. Why is there such a large desert in Bu Zong?" After Xiao Qing regained her energy, she took out the map and said helplessly while looking at the map that was supposed to be an oasis.

Thanks to Xinyu's incredible storage space! Without it, we'd have been struggling to carry all that heavy stuff on this arduous journey. I can't imagine how, without it, the sheer weight of all that stuff would have put us in utter danger mid-journey, potentially burying us beneath the unforgiving desert. Look, Baitang is staring intently at the water bag still in Haipiao's hands, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he reaches out as he speaks.

"What are you talking about? With the amount of water you drink, I'm afraid Xinyu's space can't bear it anymore." Wu Song used a whistle stick to push Bai Tang's hand away, while not forgetting to ridicule him.

"Okay, the water in the space is enough for us to reach the next stop. There is an inn not far away on the map. We estimate that we will arrive there tomorrow night. Let's find a Gobi desert to rest tonight." After Bai Xinyu took the map and looked at it, he found an inn not far ahead.