However, Duan Ling Tian still felt a certain amount of exhaustion from traversing the vast desert without rest and sleep throughout the journey.
It was not physical exhaustion, but mental exhaustion.
Before asking for directions, Duan Lingtian found a place to rest.
After resting for a night, he continued his journey towards the north the next morning.
Finally, after traveling north at full speed for an hour, he saw an inconspicuous little village. Smoke rose from the chimney as he looked from afar.
A small village like this that was situated on the vast grassland was like a perfect painting when reflected in Duan Ling Tian's eyes.
Duan Lingtian stepped on the air and landed when he was close to the little village.
Before he entered the village, Duan Lingtian saw two figures darting out and blocking his path.
"Who are you?"
The people who blocked Duan Lingtian's path were two middle-aged men who looked strong and strong. They looked at Duan Lingtian, the uninvited guest, warily.
"There's no need to be nervous. I'm just a passerby who wants to ask for directions."
Duan Ling Tian forced a smile as he spoke.
At the same time, he secretly activated his Divine Eye and probed the cultivation base of the two middle-aged men. They were Martial Cultivators at the Paramount Mortal Shedding Stage.
Duan Lingtian was shocked that there were Martial Cultivators at the Paramount Mortal Shedding Stage in such a small village.
In fact, in the Dao Martial Saint Land, ordinary ninth-rate forces would only have Martial Cultivators at the Paramount Mortal Shedding Stage at most.
However, Duan Lingtian also noticed that the Heaven and Earth Spirit Energy had become much richer as he approached the village. It was obvious there was a Saint Stone reserve buried under the village.
With Duan Lingtian's current cultivation base, he could easily sense that it was a ninth-grade Saint Stone reserve.
'As expected of Windfall Nation. Even a small village at the border is comparable to a ninth-rate force.'
Duan Lingtian exclaimed inwardly.
When the two middle-aged men heard Duan Lingtian's words, their expressions softened a lot. However, they still asked cautiously, "Where are you going?"
"The capital."
Duan Lingtian replied.
"The capital?"
The two middle-aged men were shocked when they heard Duan Lingtian's words.
One had to know that not just any Martial Cultivator or Dao Cultivator would dare to go to the capital through them.
They were at the border of Windfall Nation. It was a long distance from here to the capital. Without a certain level of strength, one would not dare to go to the capital alone.
After all, who knew how many bandits would try to kill him along the way along the way.
"Yes."
Duan Lingtian nodded and asked with a smile, "Can you show me the way?"
For the two middle-aged men, this was as easy as lifting their hands. After a short while, they both pointed in the same direction, which was the northeast direction.
"Thank both of you."
Duan Lingtian thanked them with a smile and was about to leave.
At this moment, the sound of wind whistling could be heard from afar. It was so ferocious that Duan Ling Tian could not help but be stunned.
Naturally, the two middle-aged men did not hear the sound when Duan Lingtian heard it.
Duan Lingtian looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of people walking toward them. At first glance, there were at least several dozens of people.
These several dozens of people were led by a middle-aged man who stood on a wild beast.
The middle-aged man had a curly beard as he stood on the wild beast that looked like a gigantic lion. He looked majestic.
"The leader is at the Intermediate Saint Rudiment Stage … That wild beast is at the Early Saint Rudiment Stage. As for the remaining several dozens of people, the weakest one is at the Intermediate Saint Rudiment Stage … They seem to be here for this village. Who are they? "
After activating his Divine Eye, Duan Lingtian immediately probed the group's cultivation base.
These people were nothing in his eyes.
Due to this reason, he did not choose to avoid them.
Moreover, it was obvious these people were here for the village in front of him. If he was just passing by, he might not have bothered.
However, no matter what, he still owed the two villagers a favor.
It would be inappropriate for him to leave at this moment.
At the same time, Duan Lingtian also noticed the two middle-aged men's faces turned solemn.
"Haha … Cui Village's old and young, aren't you going to come out and welcome us?"
As the middle-aged man with curly beard who was the leader laughed, the group of people he brought with him stood in the sky outside the village. They looked like dark clouds that covered a large area of land outside the village.
"Huh?"
Duan Lingtian who thought these bandits were here to massacre the village was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.
Based on the middle-aged man with curly beard's tone, he seemed to be acquainted with the people in this village.
"They're a bandit group from the southern border of Windfall Nation. They're comparable to an eighth-rate force. Every once in a while, they'll come to our village to collect a large amount of Saint Stones as protection fees."
As though one of the middle-aged men could see Duan Lingtian's confusion, he smiled wryly and transmitted his voice to Duan Lingtian.
Duan Lingtian finally understood.
If that was the case, there was no need for him to interfere.
Even if this village was comparable to a ninth-rate force, since it was located in Windfall Nation, it would be easy for it to be destroyed if it did not have a backer.
Perhaps, with the protection of a bandit group that was comparable to an eighth-rate force, it might be able to survive longer.
This was the law of survival.
At the same time, Duan Lingtian also saw another group of people flying out of the village. The person in the lead was an old man dressed in green.
The old man looked helpless, but he still forced a smile on his face.
"Third Chief, this is our Cui Village's protection fee this year."
The old man put on a humble expression in front of the curly-bearded middle-aged man. At the same time, he took out a Spatial Ring and tossed it to him.
The curly-bearded middle-aged man reached out to catch it. After confirming it, he grinned. "The number is correct! Old Man Cui, see you next year. "
After the curly-bearded middle-aged man finished speaking, he turned the head of the wild beast under his feet around and prepared to leave with his people.
Just when Duan Lingtian and the group of Cui Village's people were about to watch the curly-bearded middle-aged man leave with his people, Duan Lingtian noticed that one of the two old men following closely behind the curly-bearded middle-aged man suddenly shifted his gaze to him.
In the next moment, he saw the old man looking at the curly-bearded middle-aged man.
At once, Duan Lingtian faintly sensed that something was amiss, and he could not help but frown.
At this moment, the curly-bearded middle-aged man also turned the head of the wild beast under his feet around again. His gaze instantly landed on Duan Lingtian.
"You're not from Cui Village?"
The curly-bearded middle-aged man stared at Duan Lingtian as he asked in a deep voice.
At the same time, whether it was the group of bandits behind the curly-bearded middle-aged man or the group of people from Cui Village, all of their gazes landed on Duan Lingtian.
The village head of Cui Village, the old man in green, even frowned.
"I …"
Duan Lingtian was just about to say that he was indeed not from Cui Village, but he was interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Third Master, this is also from our Cui Village, but he rarely shows himself."
After the village head of Cui Village learned from the two middle-aged men that Duan Lingtian was just a passerby asking for directions, he was also compassionate and spoke to the curly-bearded middle-aged man in a timely manner.
At this moment, Duan Lingtian also heard the voice of the village head of Cui Village. "Young man, they're not to be trifled with. Just pretend that you're from Cui Village."
Hearing the village head's words, although Duan Lingtian was not afraid of these bandits, he still felt warm in his heart. At the same time, he shut his mouth and did not refute the village head's words.
After all, the village head had good intentions.
"Old Man Cui, do you really think that I, Third Master Deng, am blind? How can your Cui Village produce such a young man with such temperament? "
The curly-bearded middle-aged man sneered.
Hearing the curly-bearded middle-aged man's words, the village head of Cui Village was speechless. At the same time, he could not help but look sideways at Duan Lingtian seriously. However, he discovered that Duan Lingtian had an extraordinary temperament. At first glance, he could tell that he did not come from a small village.
"Old Man Cui, I can pretend that I didn't hear what you said just now. Now, I want to hear you say it again. Is he from Cui Village or not? Let me remind you, you better think carefully before you speak … You should know the consequences of lying in front of me! "
The curly-bearded middle-aged man continued to sneer.
For a moment, cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the village head of Cui Village. He could only cast a guilty look at Duan Lingtian.
At this point, naturally, he did not dare to stand up for Duan Lingtian anymore.
Duan Lingtian smiled at the village head of Cui Village knowingly. Then, he looked at the curly-bearded middle-aged man and said indifferently, "You have a good eye. I'm indeed not from Cui Village. I'm just passing by Cui Village and happened to ask for directions. "
"I knew it! How could there be someone with such temperament in Cui Village?"
The curly-bearded middle-aged man had an 'as expected' expression on his face. At the same time, he glanced at Duan Lingtian indifferently and said, "I, Third Master Deng, am in a good mood today. I don't want to see blood … Hand over your Spatial Ring and scram!"
"In a good mood? You don't want to see blood? "
Upon hearing the curly-bearded middle-aged man's words, Duan Lingtian smiled instead. "Judging from your tone, it seems like you've got me."
After he finished speaking, Duan Lingtian flew away without waiting for the curly-bearded middle-aged man's response.
Naturally, his speed was not fast. He maintained his speed at the Early Saint Rudiment Stage.
However, even with such a speed, Duan Lingtian had already flown far away while the curly-bearded middle-aged man and the group of bandits behind him were still in a daze.
The direction Duan Lingtian was heading toward the northeast, the direction where the capital of Windfall Nation was located.
"You don't know how to appreciate favors!"
The curly-bearded middle-aged man finally regained his senses. His expression turned grave immediately as killing intent surged in his eyes. He immediately urged the wild beast under his feet to chase after Duan Lingtian.
The group of bandits also followed after him in a mighty manner.
"That young man's in trouble."
When the group of people from Cui Village saw this, they sighed.
They could tell the young man's speed was not fast.
At the very least, he did not have any advantage in front of the curly-bearded middle-aged man.
"He's still too young and impetuous … So what if he hands over his Spatial Ring? Don't tell me that worldly possessions are more important than his life? "
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