The morning sun rose, bringing all things back to life. On a small path of the Wuji Sect, a group of people traveled further and further away. Chen Pingping walked in the front, followed by Emperor Spirit. Jiang Ni'er was seated on Emperor Spirit's shoulders, with Mao Qiu lying beside her. Earth Chicken, not wanting to associate with such a large fool, kept her distance. Behind the group was one more person: Li Qi. He tilted his head, curiously observing the team. In the past, he had only heard of Chen Pingping's invincibility. Now, Chen Pingping was his master, and they were about to journey into the Wasteland together. For a moment, a variety of thoughts sprouted in Li Qi's mind. What kind of person exactly was his master? Everyone said the master grew up herding cattle and raising dogs, but how did he cultivate? It seemed no one had ever seen him do so. Moreover, the Demon Beasts raised by his master were filled with spirituality... Looking at Emperor Spirit's large frame, Li Qi couldn't help but marvel. He quickly caught up, calling out to Jiang Ni'er on Emperor Spirit's shoulder, "Little Martial Uncle." Jiang Ni'er fluttered her curved eyelashes. She disliked this form of address, but being young, she didn't refute it. Her large, dark eyes looked down at Li Qi. "Why are we going to the Wasteland?" he asked. He had heard that the place was terrifying—a slumbering home to many powerful fierce beasts, Demon Beasts, and the like. Jiang Ni'er pointed ahead, signaling him to ask Chen Pingping. Li Qi immediately shut his mouth. However, Chen Pingping had already heard him. He turned around, flashed a grin, and answered, "To find you a Tao Companion for dual cultivation. Maybe then you can unlock your Dantian." The Wasteland opened once every three hundred years. But how long had it been since it last opened? The seal was solidified; only truly exceptional experts could forcibly break it. But he had Earth Chicken with him. With her 41% Ancient Phoenix bloodline, it was presumed she had already begun bloodline cultivation, inheriting many potent Forbidden Skills, sealing techniques, Arrays, and the like. Thus, this problem could be ignored. Since the departure of the young genius from the Human Clan, earth-shaking changes had occurred here. A blue ship tore through the void. Several fearsome warriors emerged from it, killing many members of the Wilderness tribe with a mere wave of their hands. Over the decades, the Emperor Clan, king clans, and Ancient Races were repeatedly hit hard, forced into hiding. Currently, no trace of any Powerful Clan could be found within the Wasteland. Everywhere the eye could see, there was only desolation. However, the true master aboard the blue ship was unwilling to let them escape. He continued to hunt for their tracks, and discovery meant endless slaughter. An elderly member of a lesser Wilderness tribe sighed, "Alas! All the Powerful Clans have gone into hiding. Who in the Wasteland can stop them now?" "What is that youth's background? Why is he so powerful?" Read full story at 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩⟡𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚⟡𝘯𝘦𝘵 "That blue ship comes from the Nine Heavens. Maybe…" "HUSH! Don't speak of it." The true authority on the blue ship was that young man. He was dressed extravagantly, possessed an extraordinary temperament, and wore an arrogant expression, clearly enjoying his condescending view of the Wilderness tribe. He was defiant and supremely arrogant. Yet, he had the backing to be so; behind him stood seven or eight formidable experts, each more powerful than the last. Any one of them was capable of annihilating all the local tribes. It could also be discerned that they came from the Nine Heavens. However, their true identities and origins were impossible to guess. One could surmise, though, that any power capable of breaching the Spatial Barriers had to be a major force. The members of the Wilderness tribe were suffering greatly. Almost all had fled into the deep mountains, daring not to show their faces for fear of being targeted. "What ship? What Nine Heavens?" Chen Pingping approached them. With a RUSTLE, everyone turned towards him. Upon seeing Chen Pingping's complexion, they looked shocked, then promptly fled without looking back. A human! They immediately associated him with that large ship. Chen Pingping's face darkened. "Hey, hey, hey, don't go! Explain first!" But in the blink of an eye, all the Wilderness tribe members had vanished. Chen Pingping couldn't help but wonder, What large ship? What Nine Heavens? The Wasteland was not like the Spirit Realm; it was merely a small world created by the Primitive Demon God, with its main entrance on the Heaven Martial Continent. People from the Nine Heavens had to pass through Heaven Martial to enter. Jiang Ni'er suggested from the side, "Senior Brother Chen, shall I perform a divination?" She wants to get me struck by lightning again! Chen Pingping's face turned even darker as he flatly refused, "No need. I have the Heavenly Book." It was better to handle matters he could manage himself. Who knew what kind of catastrophe Jiang Ni'er's divination might trigger. After a moment's thought, he took out the Heavenly Book and began to operate it. Divine Brilliance burst forth, as dazzling as the morning sun. In an instant, fragmented scenes rushed towards him. Indeed, there was a large blue ship, but he couldn't see any figures on it. A faint layer of mist obscured the view. At that very moment, on the blue ship, the young man dressed in blue suddenly opened his eyes and sneered, "Quite audacious! Daring to use insight to spy on this young master's true appearance?" He scanned his surroundings, pointing in a specific direction. "Proceed that way immediately!" "Young Master, our objective is the Ancient Bloodstone, not..." "Are you questioning my decision?" the young man in blue stared coldly at him. "Then why aren't we moving?" The man said no more. Sighing inwardly, he had no choice but to pilot the ship, speeding in that direction. Meanwhile, Chen Pingping had also put away the Heavenly Book. He couldn't see any figures, but he was certain there was a blue flying ship. Combining this with what the Wilderness tribe elder had said, he could almost conclude that this flying ship came from the Nine Heavens. Excellent! A smile appeared on Chen Pingping's face. He had two goals in the Wasteland: first, to help Earth Chicken find the Ancient Bloodstone to improve her bloodline, which in turn would elevate his own cultivation realm; second, to see if there was a passageway to the Nine Heavens. Of course, he knew the chances were slim, but since he was here, he might as well investigate. He hadn't expected to gain something so soon after stepping into the Wasteland. "Little Martial Uncle, what was that just now?" Li Qi had seen Chen Pingping use the Heavenly Book, its Divine Brilliance creating a sacred aura, and he stared in awe. After regaining his senses, he quickly asked Jiang Ni'er. Jiang Ni'er replied, "The Heavenly Book." Wow! Master is so powerful; he even possesses a Heavenly Book! Li Qi thought. From a distance, Earth Chicken glanced over, her expression disdainful. It wasn't that she looked down on Li Qi, but rather that he was truly ignorant. Along the way, he had asked more than a hundred questions, all about trivial matters. Several times, she had been tempted to step forward and give him a good knock on the head, but she held back, deciding to let that girl, Jiang Ni'er, drill the basics into him first. At this moment, Chen Pingping suddenly turned around, smiled, and said, "Li Qi, your Little Martial Uncle's knowledge is shallow, and her experience is limited. If you have any questions in the future, you can ask that chicken." Li Qi's mouth hung slightly open. A chicken? Throughout their journey, his attention had been almost entirely on Emperor Spirit due to its extraordinary appearance; such a majestic Demon Beast was rare! Compared to the ordinary-looking Earth Chicken, however, he hadn't paid much attention, even though he was aware that this chicken also possessed exceptional abilities. Surely she couldn't compare to Emperor Spirit, right? But now, his master's words left him baffled—why ask a chicken?