In a perfect world, you start by relying on your own strength.

In the blink of an eye, a month has quietly passed.

Since his past memories were unlocked, Little Dot seems to have become a different person. He has shed his former childishness and his temperament seems to have matured a lot. Although he did not show it in front of his friends, Shi Geng could feel that he was holding back a lot of energy, and his cultivation was obviously much more serious than before.

Once, he asked Little Dot if he hated those people, but Little Dot shook his head. With a kind heart, apart from worrying about his parents who had gone far away, he did not harbor much resentment or hatred towards those who took away his supreme bone.

Shi Geng thought to himself, if it were him, he would never be so magnanimous. If it were him who had his supreme bone forcibly dug out, he would definitely seek revenge for all the grudges once he had achieved cultivation, confiscate all the family property, exterminate the entire family, leave no one alive, and even cut an earthworm in half vertically.

"I don't know if waking up his memories so early is a good thing or a bad thing."

Shi Geng shook his head, his gaze falling on the Willow Goddess before him. He bowed respectfully and said, "Willow Goddess, I am leaving now. Please take good care of Stone Village."

After a month in the village, it was time for him to leave. Although the village was peaceful, he eventually needed to leave the Great Wilderness. The inner world had been completely stabilized, and the various resources he needed could only be found in the outside world.

"Go."

The willow branches swayed, and the voice of the Willow God came. He was quite optimistic about Shi Geng now, and even looked forward to how far he could grow in the future. As for protecting Shi Village, even without Shi Geng's request, he would not let Shi Village have any problems. After all, he had been here for so long.

Moreover, He had glimpsed a corner of the future: two towering figures, standing tall and majestic, strode out from this world, forging ahead without hesitation, standing shoulder to shoulder against the endless darkness.

"In that case, thank you very much, Goddess Willow."

Shi Geng bowed deeply, and then his body was enveloped in the power of heaven and earth, transforming into a stunning stream of light that pierced through the sky.

At the village entrance, a crowd of people waved their arms, knowing that Shi Geng's journey was long and arduous. All their unspoken wishes were condensed into a silent blessing: that he would have a smooth journey and a safe return.

In mid-air, Shi Geng sensed the movement below. He paused slightly, turned around and waved to the crowd, then stopped and accelerated again, disappearing into the horizon.

His destination this time was the Heaven-Mending Pavilion. Almost half a year had passed since he received the invitation from the pavilion in the initial place of the Void God Realm, and now it was time to officially enter the pavilion.

This ancient and pure land of cultivation has unfathomable depths and a vast amount of resources. It also boasts many unique secret realms and opportunities that ordinary sects simply cannot access.

In addition, there are top-notch magical techniques, rare magical artifacts, and all kinds of spiritual materials for cultivation. This is the benefit of joining a major power. Of course, one also loses some freedom, but compared to the benefits gained, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

This trip was much faster than before, as he didn't linger too long due to his hurried journey, flying straight towards the location of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion.

If he encountered a powerful ferocious beast, he would try to avoid it. If he couldn't avoid it, he would fight it. In just one day, he flew tens of thousands of miles, which was at least ten times faster than when he was riding Little White.

As dusk settled, gradually engulfing the vast wilderness, Shi Geng began to slow down and fly at a low altitude.

The wilderness, which was relatively peaceful during the day, gradually revealed a sinister and fierce aura as the daylight faded, with long roars of beasts echoing from the depths of the dense forest.

As night fell, the Great Wilderness was fraught with danger, and all the hidden ferocious beasts came out, including many powerful beings who had cultivated to the Spirit Transformation Realm. Even with his current cultivation level, he dared not be careless.

Shi Geng scanned his surroundings, carefully searching for a suitable place to stay. He planned to rest for the night and set off early the next morning. Based on his current flight speed, he estimated that he should be able to enter the territory of the Shi Kingdom by tomorrow evening.

Soon a light caught his attention; a flickering flame appeared at the edge of his vision, standing out starkly in the darkness.

Shi Geng narrowed his eyes and turned to fly towards the firelight.

Before he even got close, deafening shouts and heart-wrenching cries pierced the night and reached his ears. Looking around, he saw a village engulfed in flames, with raging fire devouring the houses and thick smoke billowing into the sky.

Figures clashed and fought amidst the firelight, the sounds of weapons clashing echoing throughout the area, clearly indicating a fierce battle was taking place.

Shi Gen hovered quietly in the air, not in a hurry to go down, but intending to see what was going on first.

After observing for a moment, Shi Geng frowned and uttered two words in a low voice: "A vicious bandit?"

Within the Great Wilderness, dangers are not limited to ferocious beasts; there are also a group of desperate outlaws known as the Fierce Bandits, a group of ruthless criminals who commit arson, murder, looting, and all sorts of evil deeds.

They specifically target remote villages, employing extremely ruthless methods. If a village is not provided with sufficient supplies as requested, it will be massacred.

It wasn't that no large tribes tried to wipe them out; however, these bandits were nomadic and highly mobile, moving from place to place after raiding, making them difficult to catch. Occasionally, one or two groups were wiped out, but this was of little use to the group. In addition, these bandits rarely provoked people from large tribes, so in the end, the matter was left unresolved.

Unexpectedly, he encountered a vicious bandit here. Shi Geng narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing in them. He would not let such an inhuman bandit go.

Shi Geng's figure suddenly shot out, transforming into a dazzling stream of light, and rushed straight into the melee.

The bandits who were burning, killing, and looting turned around at the sound, and when they saw the figure that suddenly appeared, they all froze, their faces full of astonishment.

Once they realized it was just a child, the bandits immediately lowered their guard and burst into laughter.

A scarred man riding on the back of a ferocious beast sneered, his face full of contempt, "You scared the hell out of me! I thought it was one of those big tribes' experts again, but it's just a greenhorn. Liu Meng, go, finish him off!"

A burly bandit responded, drew his knife, and grinned as he took a few steps to approach Shi Geng. His imposing body pressed down like a mountain, and Shi Geng barely reached his thigh.

He gripped his long sword horizontally, his eyes gleaming with ferocity, and sneered in a rough voice, "Kid, serves you right for running into us. Don't worry, I'll be quick; it won't hurt much."

As he spoke, his long sword whistled down, but Shi Geng remained unfazed. He lightly shifted his feet to the side, his body moving like a gentle breeze, easily dodging the powerful blow. The long sword missed its target and crashed heavily to the ground, sending shards of stone flying everywhere.

"Heh, you're pretty agile, managing to dodge my strike."

The bandit looked at Shi Geng with some surprise. He didn't expect that the child could dodge his knife. However, he didn't care too much. He was just a little kid. Besides, he had killed several of those so-called genius teenagers. How strong could a kid who looked seven or eight years old be?