The Primordial Law

Chapter 442 White Desert

"Later, pack some in your bag. You can also eat those thousand-year-old herbs, don't starve yourself," Li Weiyi instructed, looking at the seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Queens flying over.

The seven little ones were fed by Yu'er until their bellies were round and plump, and their bodies grew to be 1.5 feet long.

He has broken through to the fifth level of the Dao Seed Realm.

Now, for each realm they advance to, even with the Xihe Flower, they still need dozens of thousand-year-old medicinal herbs.

The medicinal properties of a thousand-year-old elixir increase several times over with each additional thousand years.

To help them grow to the seventh level of heaven, or even the realm of immortality, we must find elixirs that are three or four thousand years old.

Of course, it's not necessary to take the "Millennial Elixir".

With proper feeding, and over several decades, they can grow into long-lived species.

Having been fed for hundreds of years, it is enough to transcend.

For any major power, they are like ancestors to be worshipped, and they will provide all the resources they have to feed them.

Li Weiyi sat on the ground, took out a pen and notebook, placed them on her lap, and began to write down yesterday's events.

Yu'er walked behind Li Weiyi and looked at him closely.

She has a strong learning ability and recognizes most of the words in the book: "Master, why do you record everything that happens every day, and many of them are related to me?"

Li Weiyi didn't know how to explain it to her: "This way it's safer and more appropriate."

"Is Master worried that Yu'er is too young and won't remember things now when she grows up?" Yu'er asked.

Li Weiyi quickly wrote to himself, "Almost there!"

“Then I’ll remember that too.”

Yu'er took out a pen and notebook from her small cloth bag and began to write earnestly.

Li Weiyi was stunned. She glanced at her and silently closed the book: "Don't bother memorizing it. You can't even recognize all the characters."

"Master, how do you write the character for 'fight'?" she asked, looking up.

……

Inside the boundary bag of Lisongjian, there is also a map of the secluded realm, marking dangerous areas.

The two rode camels, bypassing the marked areas, and traveled swiftly for two more days.

Along the way, we passed through many deserted villages and ghost towns.

Standing atop a hill hundreds of meters high, the entire horizon glowed with a white light, within which sand dunes undulated. It wasn't a dazzling radiance, but a deathly pale white, carrying a chilling atmosphere.

We've arrived at the White Desert!
"Yang Qingxi is unreliable too. The White Desert is so big, where am I supposed to find her?"

Li Weiyi drew the shortest line on the map, following the route from the Lost City, the White Desert, to the old Yuzhou city.

If he couldn't find her at the intersection of these lines, Li Weiyi decided to go directly to the old city of Yuzhou.

Upon arriving at the edge of the White Desert, the air was surprisingly humid, and everywhere were ancient, withered trees that had remained intact for millennia, their wood as hard as iron. Some of the taller trees had trunks as thick as millstones.

Two phoenixes flew through the forest, using their innate Taoist arts to search for Yang Qingxi's presence.

Li Weiyi rode on a camel, his body enveloped in a cocoon of time, following behind it. He held a jade scroll of the "Dragon Canon" in his hands, reading it attentively.

It was copied from somewhere by Yu Yaozi.

Although it cannot compare to the true scriptures, ten days of study have yielded considerable gains. The Nine-Spreading Dao Lotus of the Wind Mansion Dragon Seed is growing stronger, and his cultivation level has noticeably improved.

We searched for over two hundred miles in the forest on the edge of the White Desert.

Suddenly.

Erfeng made a discovery and sent a message to Li Weiyi.

Li Weiyi stuffed the jade slip containing the "Dragon Canon" into his robes, then leaped into the air and appeared beneath a massive, withered tree with a diameter of three meters.

There were signs of a fight nearby.

The trunk of the withered tree had been gnawed open by an unknown creature. At the opening, Li Weiyi discovered a hairpin embedded in the trunk and used her magical energy to extract it.

Erfeng flew over, sniffed, and told Li Weiyi that it was Yang Qingxi's scent.

"Something must have happened to her. What exactly happened to her?"

Li Wei held the hairpin in one hand, carefully observing every detail, trying to recreate the battle scene.

A putrid smell wafted from above.

"Wow!"

Li Weiyi had already anticipated this, and suddenly pointed upwards with a finger strike.

Suddenly, a white-haired monster the size of an adult silently slithered down from the top of the withered tree. It looked extremely terrifying, with an old man's face and bloodshot eyes, but no pupils.

Just three zhang away from Li Weiyi, its claws were blasted away by the force of the light wave, and with a thud, it fell into the white desert.

It let out a pitiful "quack quack" sound and instantly burrowed into the sand.

"What a powerful monster! It survived my finger strike, even more powerful than Yi Zhou Xue. Chase after it!"

Li Weiyi used his telekinesis to lock onto the white-haired sand demon hiding in the sand, picked up Yu'er, put away the two camels, and quickly chased after it into the desert.

Yang Qingxi's disappearance must be related to it.

Based on the battle traces, it can be determined that the battle lasted no more than two hours. What a coincidence that it happened to be nearby?
The white-haired sand demon was extremely fast and a master of sand escape techniques; Li Weiyi could only keep up with it by chasing it with all his might.

He summoned the Yellow Dragon Sword, ready to draw upon the Six Jia Yang Thunder at any moment.

After chasing them for 300 miles into the desert, Li Weiyi had a vague sense that something was wrong.

This white desert is eerie; the wind howls like ghosts, and the dunes are constantly changing shape.

He has lost his sense of direction. Now he can only go down one path and capture the white-haired sand demon.

"Master, look over there!"

On her back, Yu'er pointed to the distant sand dunes.

Li Weiyi looked into the distance and saw three small figures walking along the winding sand ridge. Yang Qingxi and Yang Qingchan, dressed in green, followed behind the figure in front.

……

Walking ahead of Yang Qingxi and Yang Qingchan was a bipedal beaver, its body resembling a fluffy ball with short arms and legs.

It stood upright, its body as tall as the two Yangs.

A pair of short legs stepped on dark red smoke, each step covering a distance of one or two zhang (approximately 3.3-6 meters), and the speed was not slow.

"This damned white desert! I hate traveling. It's so much more comfortable staying in the Huangjiang River. I'm dying of thirst! Give me some water, lots of water, get me all wet."

The beaver stopped, glared at Yang Qingxi with its golden eyes, and spoke in a commanding tone.

Yang Qingxi frowned, unwilling to be enslaved like a servant by a demon.

However, the opponent's cultivation level was too high, and even she and Yang Qingchan working together were no match for them.

Fortunately, this beaver became very agitated when away from the water, and her River Spirit could gather the water vapor between heaven and earth, so she was naturally summoned.

"Wow!"

A winding stream converges above Yang Qingxi's head, cascading down like a waterfall toward the beaver.

"Great, this is great! Little girl, you have a bright future. Come with me to Yuzhou, and I'll introduce you to Princess Lantern Phoenix of the East Sea Sea Jellyfish Clan. They're really short of talent like you over there."

The beaver shuddered comfortably, and droplets of water from its long fur scattered in all directions.

"Wow!"

The white-haired sand demon burst out of the sand, knelt on the ground, and reported in a hoarse voice: "Reporting to Lord Waterfowl Fairy, you told me to wait there, and sure enough, people looking for her came. They are very powerful; I couldn't defeat them. They've already caught up with us!"

"waste!"

The water beaver fairy glanced at Yang Qingxi: "They're looking for you, aren't they? You think I didn't notice the hairpin you hid in the tree trunk? You humans just love playing these useless little tricks."

Yang Qingxi was filled with mixed feelings of joy and sorrow. She hadn't expected that a demon beast would be so intelligent, while its seemingly dull appearance made it easy for people to underestimate it.

Holding the Yellow Dragon Sword, Li Wei walked along the sand ridge. After seeing the Water Lily Fairy's appearance in the dark red smoke, he couldn't help but wonder, "Miss Yang, what's going on?"

Yang Qingxi immediately said, "Be careful, it's a member of the Huangjiang River beaver clan..."

The water beaver fairy released dark red smoke, enveloping Yang Qingxi. Suddenly, all that could be seen was her mouth moving, but no one could hear what she was saying.

"Boy, I am the King of Huangjiang, the Water Beaver Immortal. Kneel down, serve me as your master, and I will spare your life."

The water beaver fairy puffed out its round belly and pointed its short paws at Li Weiyi.

"What's a beaver doing in the desert?"

Without warning, Li Wei struck first, raising his sword above his head to summon the Six Jia Yang Thunder, and then slashed down with his sword.

"Boom!"

The sword energy and lightning fell together.

The dark red mist surrounding the Water Civet Fairy blocked the sword energy but failed to block the Yang Lightning. Its fur was struck by lightning, and its entire body was enveloped in electric sparks.

Li Weiyi showed no joy whatsoever and immediately retreated rapidly.

The water beaver fairy was incredibly fast, appearing at the spot where he had just been standing, causing the air to explode.

The Six Jia Yang Thunder could not break through its physical defenses.

"Swish!"

The Staff of All Things flew out from the Wind Palace. Li Weiyi raised it above his head, drawing in streaks of starlight, and slashed at the Water Beaver Fairy who was attacking again. The spear tip shone brightly, colliding with the Water Beaver Fairy's claws, and the entire sand dune exploded.

With a loud bang, both the human and the demon were forced back several dozen feet.

Its physical body was too strong; it could fight against all kinds of spears and staffs without being at a disadvantage.

"How amazing! It can actually draw upon the brilliance of the stars."

Through the sand and dust, the Water Beaver Fairy stared at the young man opposite her and noticed seventy-two bolts of lightning and thunder around him. Her eyes widened in shock: "Not good! Run! He's a Longevity Realm expert from the Thunder Cloud Sect. Humans are so cunning. They're deliberately feigning weakness to capture me."

The Water Beaver Fairy transformed into a cloud of dark red smoke, activating the life-saving trump card given to her by the Water Beaver King.

With a whoosh, it disappeared along the sand ridge, faster than some Longevity Realm giants, leaving behind a hundred miles of dust.

Only a Longevity Realm expert from the Thundercloud Sect could activate the Seventy-Two Thunder Strike Array; that's for sure.

Once it falls into the trap, even if it has a trump card to save its life, it cannot escape.

"A giant in the realm of immortality..."

The white-haired sand demon plunged headfirst into the sand and fled at top speed.

Li Weiyi looked at the seventy-two bolts of lightning around him and immediately understood. Apart from Lu Cangsheng, no one else in the Thundercloud Sect in the past thousand years had been able to cultivate the Seventy-Two Thunderstrike Array at the Dao Seed Realm.

Huangjiang is within the sphere of influence of the Leixiao Sect.

"Get out of here quickly! That beaver is extremely intelligent and will soon realize its mistake," Yang Qingxi said.

Li Weiyi and his three companions chose a direction and sped off in the desert.

Half a day later, they appeared on the boundless shore of the East China Sea.

The desert and the ocean are connected.

Several miles away, rows of massive sailing ships burned on the sea, turning the night sky crimson. Magical artifacts collided with the ships' defensive formations in mid-air, shattering them continuously.

(End of this chapter)