nycdaug Chapter 239 Desert
Chapter 239 Desert
The wind and sand sang a song, and as soon as I landed, a face full of sand hit me.
The wind blew so hard that Cheng Jiu's face contorted, and he coughed violently. The sandstorm grew stronger and stronger, almost burying Cheng Jiu underneath.
Cheng Jiu channeled his energy, and an invisible gale surrounded him, barely preventing the sand and dust outside from contacting his body.
The desert, not surprising at all, what's going on?
Watching the pure blue sky gradually turn yellow, and the sand condensing into invisible vortexes, it's not a good time to travel!
Cheng Jiu thought for a moment, took out his personal abode from his ring, activated the defensive array, and hid inside.
He shook his clothes, and the sand fell down with a whoosh.
Even though the robes have a self-cleaning function, there is still a lot of sand hidden inside.
These brushes look like ordinary sand, but they actually contain abundant earth spirit and are no longer ordinary sand; rather, they are a kind of mineral.
And this sand is everywhere outside!
Brushing the sand off his body, Cheng Jiu thought to himself, "If I could pack up this sand and sell it to those earth-elemental cultivators in the cultivation world, wouldn't I be rich?"
Cheng Jiu shook off the sand and gathered it into a pile using a wind magic technique, then poured it into a jar.
After shaking off the sand and dust, feeling uncomfortable all over, Cheng Jiu decided to take a shower.
After taking a shower, Cheng Jiu looked out through the transparent window.
A vast expanse of brownish-yellow stretched out, with howling winds carrying sand to create an overwhelming sandstorm.
Under the attack of the sandstorm, the hut's defensive formation swayed left and right, but still held firmly.
The wind was getting stronger and stronger; the huge gale seemed about to lift the small house up.
Cheng Jiu hurriedly set up an array in the room, the Earth Weight Array, which is connected to the earth and can absorb the earth spiritual energy in the vicinity to increase the weight of objects, hence the name "heavy as a thousand pounds".
Among the seventh-grade formations, the more difficult ones are those that require communication with earth elemental energy, and only cultivators with an affinity for earth elemental energy can set them up.
Cheng Jiu felt that her sect's secret techniques were really useful. Although she had a wood elemental root, she was more than capable of communicating with earth elemental energy.
This place has few other things, but it has an abundance of earth elemental energy. As soon as the formation was completed, the surrounding earth elemental energy gathered in the room, making the entire small house feel as heavy as a thousand pounds, firmly rooted to the earth.
The strong wind that had been swaying the small house from side to side suddenly stopped it from moving.
A sandstorm raged outside, but Cheng Jiu didn't stubbornly go out to find the fifth mission. Anyway, the mission was there and he couldn't escape it.
Jin Zhijing is also very tired, so she might as well take a break during this time.
The ring has everything—delicious food and fun toys.
Outside, a sandstorm raged, while Cheng Jiu ate snacks and read storybooks inside, feeling quite content.
No one knows how many days the sandstorm lasted. After finishing his daily meditation, Cheng Jiu lay leisurely on the bed reading a storybook.
Such leisurely days are truly addictive; Cheng Jiu felt that he had already fallen into decadence in just a few days.
A crisp knock came from the door, and Cheng Jiu suddenly sat up in bed, looking towards the doorway.
In this kind of weather, who would even come?
Her vigilance surged, and she gripped the Heavenly Wood Sword as she walked toward the door.
"Hello, is anyone there? We are merchants from the Snakelo Kingdom. We have encountered a sandstorm and would like to ask for a place to rest. Please rest assured, we mean no harm!"
A deep, resonant voice rang out from outside the door.
Cheng Jiu peered through the photo stone on the door at the person knocking outside.
It was indeed a caravan, rather small, consisting of seven men and three women, with the father and son who had come to knock on the door leading the group.
The messy hair and the iron helmet on its head, the larger one with extremely thick hair, looked very disheveled.
The father and son looked like dwarves from a fantasy novel they had read before. They were not tall; the tallest father looked to be no more than 1.4 meters, and the youngest was only 1.2 meters. Fortunately, the other man did not have a beard and did not look as dirty as his father.
Why do people think these two are father and son? Because they look exactly alike. Although the father has a beard to cover his eyes, his eyes are the same blue as his son's.
"Father, you don't sound like a good person at all. If I were one of the people in the house, I wouldn't believe you either!"
The son complained as he listened to his father knocking on the door.
"Then you do it!"
The father stepped back and gave his son a push.
"Rest assured, owner inside, we mean no harm! We are a properly certified caravan, please rest assured, we will pay you!"
As he spoke, his son took out a red booklet.
There was still no movement from inside the door. The father glanced at his son and said, "Is this all you've got?"
However, the father and son were not surprised. Traveling to and from this area, it was easy to encounter sandstorms, and finding a place to rest was even more difficult, and people might not even be allowed to rest.
They had walked through this area many times, but this was the first time they had discovered that there was actually a small house here.
Just as the group thought the door wouldn't open and were preparing to move forward again, the door slowly opened.
Moreover, the person inside the door was actually a human! Judging from his age, he wasn't very old, and his clothing indicated that he was of high status.
“Hello, human lady! Thank you for your kindness. I am Buto of the dwarf race, and this is my son, Blue.”
The dwarf, who usually appears rather rugged, was now surprisingly gentlemanly.
"Please come in!" Cheng Jiu was willing to let them into the house because she didn't sense any malice from the caravan, and also because she discovered that none of the caravan members had any cultivation!
"Okay, please let us tie up the furry beast."
As he spoke, a colossal creature slowly emerged from the yellow sand.
Countless grains of sand struck the other party, but were all blocked by the thick fur on its body.
The furry beast was laden with goods, securely strapped to its back, clearly indicating that the group was traveling through the sandstorm on this enormous creature.
Even Cheng Jiu's little house seemed small in front of this furry beast.
How do I tie it?
Cheng Jiu looked at the huge furry beast with worry, wondering if it would tear off her coat along with it!
Then the dwarf skillfully climbed onto the furry beast's neck, rummaged through its thick fur for a bit, and then landed on top of it. In his hand was a rather thick and long rope, but compared to the furry beast, it looked as thin as a chopstick.
Without sufficient skill and keen eyesight, one might not even be able to find it on the neck of a furry beast.
Watching the other person erect the rope on the pillar of her door, Cheng Jiu fell silent. Ah, is this rope really useful?
Seemingly sensing her confusion, the dwarf explained, "Don't worry, the furry beast is known for its gentleness; it won't run away!"
As the dwarf tied the rope, the furry beast bent its two thick thighs, lay down beside Cheng Jiu's house, and its heavy body fell, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Cheng Jiu really wanted to close the door.
"Sorry, sorry, I'm so sorry! I'll sweep it up for you later!" Seeing Cheng Jiu's disgust, the dwarf quickly apologized.
"Never mind, it's fine!" Cheng Jiu shook his head. At worst, he could just activate the house's self-cleaning function later.
After dealing with the caravan's most valuable possessions, the group, led by the dwarf, went inside to rest.
They looked very well-trained, and Cheng Jiu believed they were a legitimate merchant caravan.