Xie Tian's departure was just an insignificant interlude to them. When the Yin Family's caravan finished all the preparations, they had already forgotten that there was a passerby named Xie Tian in their lives. In their endless yearning for Bianliang City, the caravan of hundreds of people set foot on the Hexi Corridor.
In the long caravan, there was an inconspicuous but luxurious carriage. All the people in the carriage were women. One of them supported her head with one hand, half lying on the couch. The other women bowed their heads and knelt beside her.
The woman who was pretending to sleep was the eldest daughter of the Yin Family, Yin Tian 'er.
Yin Tian 'er was the only daughter of Yin He, the head of the Yin Family, the number one merchant group in the Kingdom of Song. She was smart and outstanding in business since she was young. She was only 16 this year, but she was about to become the real voice of the Yin Family's business.
The Yin Family had a total of 13 caravans, divided into three trade routes in the Kingdom of Song. The most important one was the Hexi Corridor. It took Yin Tian 'er two months to finish inspecting the other two trade routes. She didn't have time to rest and rushed to the southwest border of the Kingdom of Song. She didn't have time to rest until she was on her way back.
Unfortunately, she didn't have a good rest.
"How many days have we been gone?"
"Miss, there are too many people in the caravan, so it's slow. It's only been three days. We'll probably need another six days to get out of the Hexi Corridor."
Hearing that, Yin Tian 'er frowned slightly. She took a sip of the fruit juice the maid handed her and was about to go back to sleep. Unexpectedly, the sound of galloping horses came closer and drove her sleepiness away.
Gently lifting a corner of the carriage's curtain, Yin Tian 'er saw a group of horsemen being stopped and questioned by the guard leader, Yin Fang. After a while, Yin Fang waved his hand, and the leader of the horsemen cupped his fists, bowed, and galloped away.
"Who are they?" Seeing Yin Fang walk over, Yin Tian 'er asked softly.
Yin Fang answered respectfully, "Miss, they are from the Xie Family in Yangshuo City. I heard they are chasing after an escaped slave."
"Hmm. Have someone stand guard five miles behind the group. If another group of horses gallops over, ask them to be careful. I won't be able to sleep well." Yin Tian 'er nodded and ordered.
Yin Fang hurriedly accepted the order. Seeing Yin Tian'er retract her head, he thought of another matter and hurriedly said, "Miss, the outpost we sent out a few days ago has yet to return."
"Has there been a similar precedent in the past?"
"Uh, there have been," Yin Fang thought for a moment and said, "Sometimes when the outpost arrives at Bianliang, if it is safe on the way, the family will arrange another mission for them, so they won't return. But this time, Miss, you are in the caravan, and I informed them before you left …"
"It's fine." Yin Tian'er smiled helplessly when she recalled her Second Uncle's dissatisfaction with her becoming the leader of the Yin Family. "Just do as I say."
"Yes."
The caravan of a few hundred people continued to move forward, but the Xie Family's cavalrymen who had overtaken them stopped.
"Third Elder, what's wrong?"
The Xie Family's Third Elder's name was Xie Changyong. At that moment, his eyes flashed with suspicion as he shook his head and said darkly, "We've chased after the wrong person. That little bastard can never overtake the Yin Family's caravan!"
"Hmph, that bastard is too treacherous! We agreed to release him forty miles north of the city, but we spent two days searching for him within eighty miles of the city before we found Second Young Master five miles north of the city. Third Elder, do you think he didn't go through the Hexi Corridor? "
"I think it's possible. Is the Hexi Corridor somewhere he can go?"
The Third Elder turned around and sneered, "Do you think that his act of entering the mountain alone at the entrance of the Hexi Corridor was a feint? Since you know that little bastard is treacherous, don't treat him like a pig! "
The Xie Family's guards with high cultivation bases were red in the face from the scolding, but they did not dare to refute. They could only compliment him, "Third Elder is indeed wise. What should we do now?"
"Let's go back! He must be behind the Yin Family's caravan. If he isn't on the Hexi Corridor, we'll look for him in the mountains! "
The group immediately turned their horses around and went back the way they came.
Yin Fang did not expect that the caravan would come from the front instead of the back. He couldn't help but look back at the carriage that Yin Tian 'er was in. For a moment, he was embarrassed and angry. He thought to himself that when the caravan came, he would definitely punish the other party.
When the caravan came into sight, Yin Fang's face became even more gloomy. Just as Xie Changrong was about to cup his fists and salute, he spoke first, "Your Excellency, you've found the escaped slave so quickly?"
"Sigh, the escaped slave is cunning. He shouldn't be in front. We're going to go back and search along the road. I'll take my leave now."
Xie Changrong was in a hurry to catch Xie Tian and did not pay much attention to Yin Fang's expression. He politely said a few words and was about to leave when Yin Fang swung his horse's head and blocked his way. He sneered, "If that's the case, if you can't catch him from the back, you're going to go to the front?"
"Uh, of course. What do you mean by that, Chief Yin?"
Yin Fang's face darkened. He shouted, "I'd like to ask, my Young Mistress is exhausted. What's the meaning of all of you coming and going so that she can't rest? Cut the crap. I can catch the escaped slave, but the caravan that enters my Yin Family must dismount and lead the way! "
Xie Changrong's face turned ugly. He said angrily, "Your Excellency is too overbearing!"
"Hehe, I wouldn't dare to do that elsewhere." Yin Fang sneered. He stared at Xie Changrong and said, "But in this River West Corridor, my Yin Family is overbearing. So what?"
"You …" Xie Changrong only dared to be furious, but didn't dare speak. He could only nod aggrievedly and laugh coldly. "Fine, fine, fine. My Xie Clan admits that your Yin Clan is bullying us. But once my Young Master and Eldest Young Miss return from their studies, we'll surely seek justice from your Yin Clan!"
"Pfft, what nonsense!" After sending off the Xie Family members, Yin Fang spat on the ground and ordered, "Send a few more people to the front. If you see anyone riding a horse, ask them to dismount immediately!"
"Sigh, I should be able to sleep now …" Yin Tian 'er put down the curtains and laid down lazily on the couch for the second time. Just as she closed her eyes, a pale face appeared in her mind again. Her heart skipped a beat. She opened her eyes. This time, she didn't feel sleepy anymore.
"I wonder where you're buried now …"
Xie Tian untied the mech and turned his head to look. There was a bloody hole on his shoulder. Blood was flowing out. He didn't dare to delay and poured a bottle of medicine on it. The intense pain only made him frown slightly. When the blood stopped flowing, he put on his armor and started cultivating the Essence Cultivation Technique.
In the three days at Hexi Corridor, Xie Tian fought with the Bandits of West River nine times and killed 21 of them. Among them, the one with the highest cultivation level was Brute Force Level Seven. He had almost used up all the items in his backpack. The short blade in his sleeve had been destroyed. However, his cultivation level had broken through to Brute Force Level Six, the Great Completion of Bone Tempering.
The bloody hole in his shoulder was the most serious injury he had suffered, but it was not the only one. This was different from the Ghastly Mist Mountain. Although this was also a trial, he deeply understood that the River West Pirate's battle prowess was more than a level higher than ordinary warriors and beasts.
After an hour, Xie Tian stopped cultivating. After the Essence Cultivation Technique had gradually become his body's instinct, it not only produced Primordial Yang but also had a strong healing effect. When his internal injuries were better, Xie Tian finally got up and started cleaning up the battlefield.
There were three corpses of the Bandits of West River on the battlefield. Although it couldn't be compared to yesterday's one against six, the three corpses all had the cultivation level of Brute Force Level Seven when they were alive.
In other words, Xie Tian had defeated three experts who had a higher cultivation level than him.
Although they were at Brute Force Level Seven, the three Bandits of West River didn't have many things on them that caught Xie Tian's attention. Therefore, after picking up the steel rod that had pierced through his shoulder and stuffed it into his sleeve, he left the place and continued to move forward in the forest.
Four hours later, there was another group of people on the battlefield. The leader had red hair, a red beard, and was dressed in red. He was the leader of the Ferocious God Stronghold, Zhao Xuyang, who had killed Dangyang Yi Jianchun three days ago.
When they saw the faces of the three corpses, the people of the Ferocious God Stronghold started to move away from Zhao Xuyang. Although Zhao Xuyang's face was still red and his expression didn't change, they all knew that Zhao Xuyang was at the most furious moment of his life.
Anyone who saw their only son die on the spot would feel the same way.
"Investigate! Everyone who entered and exited Hexi Corridor in the past three days! "
"Yes!"
Xie Tian, who was moving forward, didn't know that he had killed the only son of the Ferocious God Stronghold's leader, Zhao Xuyang, and had also taken his only son's Hundred Refined Weapon, the Meridian Pestle. He was still moving forward according to his original plan.
After the training in Anlan Mountain, the battle with the Sword and Saber Duo, and the encounter with the young miss of the Yin Family at the entrance of Hexi Corridor, Xie Tian finally decided to replace cultivation with killing.
This was one of the more dangerous of the cultivation methods described in the book. Not only was there a high chance of death, but it would also distort one's temperament. If one was not careful, they would go berserk and become a killing slave.
Xie Tian thought that he was fine, but he didn't know that his eyes were faintly red. He thought that as long as the Bandits of West River wanted to kill him first, he wouldn't be affected by the killing. He didn't know that in the nine battles, his methods became more and more cruel and cold-blooded.
Xie Tian, who was only twelve years old, couldn't feel all these changes. He only knew that his cultivation had increased by another level, and his battle power had increased by a lot. He was now closer to Xie Shuai and Xie Yun, who were far away in the horizon.
A woman's scream could be faintly heard from the right side of the forest. Xie Tian didn't stop and continued forward for about half a mile. He finally saw the same scene as the one at Anlan Mountain, where a few men and a woman were putting on a show.
Thinking about the woman holding the head in her hand, Xie Tian didn't stop. However, even if he didn't care, it didn't mean that the others would let him go.
This was within his expectations, because the previous few encounters with the Bandits of West River had been the same.
"Stop!"
Xie Tian obediently stopped and put down his backpack.
"Turn around!"
Xie Tian did as he was told.
The Bandits of West River, who was lying on the woman's body, glanced at Xie Tian. Although Xie Tian's skin was pale due to the lack of Primordial Yang, his eyes lit up. He nodded his chin at one of his companions and said with a smile, "This kid's skin color is almost the same as the First Master's. His facial features aren't bad either. If we keep him for a few days, I think he can be our First Master's catamite."
"Hey! Look at our Brother Leopard's loyalty, no wonder the First Master values you so much! Brother Leopard, you go ahead with your business, we'll catch him for you! "
Brother Leopard laughed wildly and nodded. He began to sprint forward with all his might. Hearing the woman's screams and cries, looking at the catamite that was about to be presented to the First Master, he only felt more excited. He couldn't help but shout, "Clean him up before you send him over. I want to inspect the goods first!"
The Bandits of West River spoke casually, but he didn't look down on Xie Tian at all. They knew very well that a person covered in blood walking through the forest was not an ordinary person. Therefore, the three of them stopped about forty feet away from Xie Tian and surrounded Xie Tian from three different directions.
"Kid, are you going to do it yourself, or do you want us to do it for you? Say something." The leader opposite Xie Tian grinned hideously. The smell of blood instantly filled the air.
Xie Tian thought for a moment and asked, "What is a catamite?"
The leader was stunned and sneered, "You still have the leisure to ask this?"
"Yes." Xie Tian nodded and walked towards him. As he walked, he said, "Because six hours ago, three people said these two words. I didn't have time to ask before they died."
As soon as he finished speaking, it was the moment when the leader's vigilance reached its peak!
It was the moment when the two people behind him attacked at the same time!
It was also the moment when Xie Tian suddenly leaned back and stomped on the ground. He transformed into a dragon and shot towards the person on the right!
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