Confined to one's home at the start, studied for ten years, and became a saint and ancestor.

Lu Feifan took out a map and planned out the route.

First go to Northern Wilderness, then Divine Eagle, then the City of Freedom, then the Wuji Sword Sect, and finally the Wild Chicken Kingdom located among the East China Sea Islands.

This is pretty much going in circles.

"Thank you for your hard work!"

Lu Feifan took out a pill and threw it into the donkey's mouth.

It immediately became excited and started barking.

Although it has received quite a few good things during this time.

But what is given casually can never compare to what is received as a reward.

After consuming the elixir, the donkey's aura surged, as if it were about to ascend to heaven on the spot.

Of course, in reality, it's impossible for it to be that exaggerated.

But it also directly enters the innate realm.

Moreover, his cultivation level stabilized immediately.

The bloodline power awakened within its body became even stronger.

The donkey raised its head and began to grunt, expressing its physical and mental pleasure.

"gone!"

Lu Feifan spoke afterward.

The donkey, still not quite satisfied, began its journey.

He started running like he was on steroids, so much so that the convertible frame attached to him flew off.

That is to say, Lu Feifan was sitting on the upper part of the vehicle. He was using some of his strength to maintain the frame, otherwise it would have fallen apart in no time.

This exciting running style didn't even affect Lu Feifan's gain of experience points from reading.

His understanding of reading has become increasingly profound.

It was several days later when we arrived at Jialing Pass.

These days, Lu Feifan has been feeding the donkey pills one after another, and the donkey runs around without eating, drinking, or sleeping.

Taking drugs really makes a difference.

Upon arriving at Jialing Pass, Lu Feifan discovered that it was already closed off.

Passage is not permitted.

Lu Feifan was about to have the donkey cross the nearby peak.

"senior!"

Han Qinhu, who was patrolling the pass, saw Lu Feifan and quickly put down what he was doing to come over and greet him warmly.

He vividly remembered that slap from the last time.

"I used to call him 'little brother'."

Lu Feifan chuckled.

"Please don't be offended, senior. It was Qin Hu who was ignorant."

Han Qinhu quickly bowed and apologized.

"I didn't mean to blame you. I think it's more appropriate for you to call me 'little brother' now."

Lu Feifan said with a smile.

Han Qinhu chuckled twice upon hearing this.

He might as well take that with a grain of salt; he wouldn't dare to take it seriously.

"Boring!"

Lu Feifan shook his head.

"Senior, what are you doing?"

Han Qinhu was puzzled.

"Let's go out and see the scenery."

Lu Feifan said casually.

"Open the city gates and let the senior pass!"

Han Qinhu immediately gave the order.

With his command as the general, the city gates were opened quickly.

There was no need for the donkey to climb the mountain anymore; it grunted twice, and as if stepping on the gas, it sped off in a flash.

"General, who is that?"

The general beside him was quite curious.

The main thing was that he felt the people in the carriage looked familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere before.

"Don't pry into things you shouldn't know!"

Han Qinhu said irritably.

He had absolutely no interest in this subordinate with such a powerful background.

Ever since he witnessed the true colors of these people during his last confrontation with the Northern Barbarians, he has been annoyed by their appearance.

The young man ignored Han Qinhu's reprimand and instead stared in the direction where the donkey cart had disappeared. He frowned and pondered, wondering where he had seen it coming from.

Beyond Jialing Pass lies the land of Northern Liang.

This is a border region, constantly facing off against the Northern Barbarians.

If the Northern Barbarians suffer from natural disasters, man-made calamities, or internal instability, they will target the Northern Liang.

They glorify violence and always wage war when in doubt.

Therefore, most of the people living in Beiliang were military households.

The fall of Northern Liang had previously left this place almost deserted.

The families that still exist today are those who returned after defeating the Northern Barbarians.

The houses that were no longer inhabited were also covered with white sails. The survivors were all dressed in mourning clothes, paper money was flying in the sky, and the sound of suona horns echoed repeatedly between heaven and earth.

A sense of desolation filled the space between heaven and earth.

On every mountain peak we passed, people were weeping, their heart-wrenching cries echoing between heaven and earth.

Although the war in the Northern Barbarian lands has been over for quite some time.

But I imagine these people haven't been back long.

After all, it's impossible to let people return to live in such a bloody place that has just experienced a major battle.

Now, several months have passed, and the people of Beiliang have returned. At this time, they have also begun to remember the deceased in their homeland.

These scenes left Lu Feifan speechless.

He took out a flute, put it to his lips, and began to play.

A song of farewell bids farewell to the departed soul!

With his powerful cultivation, Lu Feifan made his voice resound throughout the entire Northern Liang.

In that instant, heaven and earth seemed to release a warm light.

Those who wept bitterly felt their souls were purified, as if they could see their deceased loved ones walking on the path to the afterlife, and that they would soon be reunited with them, which brought them comfort.

Those who were seriously injured in the battle felt their injuries healing at an extremely fast pace upon hearing the sound.

The desolation and vicissitudes that had plagued the entire Northern Liang region were alleviated.

On the Jialing Pass, Han Qinhu seemed to sense something.

"Thank you, senior!"

He clasped his hands together and bowed deeply in the direction the carriage had gone.

Although I don't know what happened.

However, in this situation, the people of Beiliang, regardless of their circumstances, all knelt down and expressed their sincere gratitude.

Lu Feifan played his flute as he traveled out of Beiliang.

We arrived at the buffer zone where the two sides meet.

Mountains of corpses, rivers of blood.

In many places, the ground has been stained black.

Several months have passed, and for some reason, the remains here have not completely decomposed.

There seems to be an invisible force slowing down their decay.

Vultures circled between heaven and earth.

They seem to be having a very comfortable time lately.

"Tongue noise!"

With a casual wave of his hand, Lu Feifan sent a whole flock of vultures crashing down from the sky.

It's much quieter now.

Moreover, the sensation of slowing down the decomposition of the corpse also dissipated somewhat.

There's something wrong with these vultures.

"Ok?"

"Who killed so many of my little darlings?"

In a dark, gloomy cave somewhere.

A long-faced, blue-eyed person suddenly opened their eyes.

He cursed and swore as he burst out of the cave with a thunderous roar.

It completely destroyed the cave.

This shows just how furious he was at that moment.

"Another group has died!"

"Still dying!"

"Damn thing!"

His anger level kept rising throughout the journey.

Lu Feifan sensed a decaying aura approaching from afar.

It made him instinctively disgusted and feel very uncomfortable.

That aura seemed to originate from the same source as the vultures he had casually killed.

Without thinking, Lu Feifan slapped the direction he sensed coming from.

He didn't use any martial arts techniques; it was just a pure palm strike formed from internal energy.

Charles already sensed that he was getting very close to that damn bastard.

That guy is still messing with his little babies.

That's absolutely outrageous.

He felt that he couldn't quell his hatred without nailing the other person's limbs to the wall and hanging them on the wall; it would be a disservice to his dead little ones.

"Stop! Let go of my little darlings!"

"You really are...!"

Charles was furious and shouted from afar.

But just as he was about to continue his greetings...

Suddenly, I sensed a deadly threat.

To his horror, he saw a giant golden hand growing larger in the wind ahead, and he was rapidly approaching it.

Charles, who had been rushing at full speed, suddenly slammed on the brakes amidst a hissing sound, just like a speeding car coming to a screeching halt.

Danger!

Deadly danger!

A strong sense of impending death gripped his mind.