Even without cheats, we must survive the apocalypse

Inside the palace, Feng Yan'er was sitting cross-legged on the spirit gathering platform with a cold expression and her phoenix eyes closed. Behind her, the shadow of the Holy Phoenix appeared, and circles of golden flames burned and rose from the phoenix shadow, wrapping her up.

An indescribable ancient, desolate and noble aura slowly spread out.

Feng Yaner opened her eyes, golden flames flickered in her pupils, and her red hair fluttered with the supreme blood pressure. The heat that seemed to be able to burn everything in the world condensed and swirled in her eyes.

"Om-"

The Spirit Gathering Platform trembled, and heavy waves spread out dozens of feet away, but this temple was very stable.

Feng Yaner retracted the golden flames on her body and walked down from the spirit gathering platform.

The lamp on the wall cast light on her naked white feet.

The fiery red long hair falls to her waist, making her plain and delicate face even more beautiful and charming. The silver-red lines that run from her collarbone to her earlobe are very charming. Her stunning beauty will not fade, but will only make her more seductive as time goes by.

However, there was a sense of sadness lingering between her brows, and a hint of irritation flashed across her eyes as deep as the sea. After a long time, she left here.

When I went out, Yuan Yu, dressed in a black dress, was waiting there.

Seeing Feng Yan'er coming out, Yuan Yu bowed, "Your Highness."

"Hey, didn't I tell you not to call me that?"

Feng Yaner stretched out her hand and straightened Yuan Yu's posture. She smiled sadly, which was much more touching.

"Your Highness, you are the Nine-Feathered Holy Phoenix, and we are only from the lower clan. There is a distinction between the noble and the humble, and the elders of the clan have also issued strict orders..."

Although Feng Yan'er really wanted to say "Why bother with that old man?", Yuan Yu was the granddaughter of a great clan elder, so she swallowed the words back.

Sometimes, Yuanyu’s attitude actually made Feng Yaner very distressed.

In the Southern Region, it should have been a good thing that such a large tribe regarded her as their master, but she was not used to being treated with such respect. Yuan Yu, the daughter of the tribe leader, even condescended to be a personal maid for a lonely man like her, but Feng Yan'er actually only treated her as a little sister.

"Okay, you can just call me sister here... No one will see us anyway, so don't call me Your Highness."

Feng Yaner poked Yuanyu's face with her jade fingers and watched Yuanyu turn her head away embarrassedly.

Well, soft.

On the way back to the palace, Yuan Yu came up to me and asked, "Sister Yan'er, did you break through again just now?"

"Yes, it has unlocked my third magical power... but it's still not enough."

Feng Yaner raised her hand, and there were a total of five small lights and shadows shining on her palm, but only three of them looked quite powerful.

For her, now is not the time to break through to a higher realm, but to return to the realm she was in before she was forced to achieve Nirvana ten thousand years ago… The price of the Nine-Feathered Holy Phoenix's Nirvana is not light. Although it has nine lives, it loses a lot every time it achieves Nirvana.

But if she had not achieved nirvana during the Xuantian catastrophe, she probably would not have lived to this day.

"Three magical powers... Ha, they are only the strength of the second level of the Origin Realm."

Feng Yaner's tone seemed somewhat unwilling.

Her blood pressure and cultivation were all locked after Nirvana. She unlocked her first magical power in the Moonfall Secret Realm and came to the South Region. Then, with the help of the great clan elder, she unlocked the second one, and just now she got back the third one...

But Feng Yan'er has only recovered less than 40% of her strength now. It is not difficult for her to deal with an opponent at the second level of the Source Realm, but she herself is full of treasures, and those who covet her "treasures" are all powerful monsters that she cannot deal with.

The danger remains.

And now, a more powerful force is approaching her.

"...Have you delivered the letter I wrote you half a month ago?"

Feng Yaner asked, turning her head.

"Well, I sent out a Night Rain Spirit Falcon from my clan. I think it should have arrived by now. Don't worry, I didn't let anyone else know."

Yuanyu whispered.

"That's good."

Feng Yaner finally had a look of relief in her eyes.

Chapter 13: Believe

Within the Dark Thousand Kite clan, there have been obvious signs of impending storm recently.

Thanks to the rare treasures provided by Lu Mu, the patriarch can now continue to survive, but most of the time, he can only fall into a deep sleep to ensure that the loss of energy and blood is smaller, so his magic needle is sometimes ineffective.

Feng Yan'er could sense the subtle change in the atmosphere.

Although she has lived in the Holy Phoenix Palace for a long time, her mind has always been on restoring her pre-nirvana cultivation, but this does not mean that she will ignore the "dissenting opinions" within the Dark Thousand Kite Clan... Feng Yan'er herself knows that some people in this clan regard her as their master, the hope that can lead them to restore the glory of the demon clan, and there are also some who regard her as a "treasure".

It is the kind of "object" that can be used well, from bones and blood to demon pills, all of which are world-shaking treasures.

Feng Yan'er had just been reborn from the ashes, and did not want to lose her life again, so she had been on guard. Now the great elder was still there, but had fallen into a deep sleep. His residual power could calm everyone's hearts, but how long it could last was unknown. In addition, most of the outside forces had noticed her now. There was a risk of division within, and enemies were lurking outside. There was no guarantee that some of them would lose their temper and take the risk to attack her.

So, she wrote a letter.

The content of the letter was hidden with her second magical power. She believed that if Lu Mu could see the letter, he would definitely know how to crack the "secret".

As for delivering the letter, Yuanyu was asked to do it.

Feng Yan'er didn't want to let other people in the Thousand Yuan Clan know about this. After all, this clan was actually somewhat hostile to humans, and she didn't want to cause unnecessary suspicion and doubt. Besides, except for Yuan Yu, she was reserved about other people in the Dark Thousand Yuan Clan. Trust was not something that could be given to others easily.

After returning to the bedroom, Feng Yan'er took off her clothes and walked into the warm bath. Her long fiery red hair cascaded down, reflecting the light of the water, as smooth and soft as silk. She closed her eyes and sat quietly on the edge of the bath.

Yuan Yu knelt beside the bathtub and massaged her shoulders. The water overflowing from the bathtub wet her black dress, but she didn't care. She just focused on staring at the curve of Feng Yan'er's back.

"Sister Yan'er, do you think he... will come?"

Yuanyu's movements did not slow down because of her words full of doubts, and she still used the right amount of strength.

"Are you afraid that he may receive the letter but not come?"

Feng Yaner curled her lips and smiled.

The corners of her eyes were slightly raised, the curve was moving, like a flower bud about to bloom, with a bit of passion and charm.

"From what you said, sister, it seems that you are sure that His Royal Highness will come?"

Yuanyu paused in her movements.

Yuan Yu still remembered Lu Mu very clearly. The reason why the impression was so deep was... He was indeed born with a handsome face that could easily make women fall in love with him. His temperament was also quite extraordinary. More importantly, he was very generous. It seemed that in his consideration, there was no rare treasure that he valued, and he would give it to her whenever he wanted.

But other than that, Yuanyu knew nothing about him.

Besides, he is still human after all.

The points mentioned above only earned Lu Mu 40% of her trust, no more than that. Since he was not a human being who could be fully trusted, Yuan Yu naturally would not have any expectations of Lu Mu.

Feng Yan'er looked toward the distant sky outside the bedroom window. There seemed to be countless sinister thoughts hidden among the thin clouds.

"He will definitely come."

Her voice was calm.

Feng Yan'er didn't expect Yuan Yu to understand why she trusted Lu Mu wholeheartedly.

It was simply because she could feel genuinely at ease when she was with Lu Mu. As for anything else, Feng Yan'er couldn't really say it, but her mind had always been very pure, but few people could see through her cold appearance and arrogant temper.

She misses him very much.

Or rather, I miss sleeping in his arms.

Feng Yan'er hadn't slept so soundly for a long time.

……

The spirit ship shuttled through the space turbulence for three days.

When the spirit ship broke through the space again, it was exactly noon. The spirit ship passed by a towering mountain and maintained its flying posture steadily.

Lu Mu walked out of the cabin and looked at the spirit ship's dull and damaged hull, knowing that the ship was scrapped.

It’s not that it can’t be used again, but if anyone dares to use this ship to escape into the space turbulence, the end result will be that it will be torn to pieces by the storm, and he will be killed along with it.

Just like that, a good magic weapon was lost.

Fortunately, he is rich enough.

Around the spirit ship, some large spirit beasts occasionally appeared near them. They seemed to sense the unusualness of the spirit ship, but never came close, as if they were afraid of the threat posed by the ship.

This is a unique landscape in the southern region.

Outside the Southern Territory, spirit beasts have an absolute sense of territory, because if they leave their territory they will be slaughtered.

But here, hunting spirit beasts has become a not so easy task, because the power of the demon clan is really strong. Many spirit beast kings who have developed intelligence actually have some demon blood in their bodies. They will remain submissive to their ethnic groups with similar blood, and the demon clan will protect them in return.

Here, humans do seem to be a little weak.

Murong Xue also walked out of the cabin, still tidying up her somewhat messy dress. She walked to Lu Mu and leaned against him gently. At this time, the spirit ship had already landed, and the appearance of the wasteland in the southern region also came into the eyes of the two. The midday sunrise was not strong, but on the vast land, there was only a shocking desolate desert.

"Oh, no wonder the rumor says that the South Region is 'a barren land full of dangers, devouring people like the abyss'. It really doesn't look like a suitable place to live."

Murong Xue looked around and sighed.

She had heard that the Southern Region was not a good place to go, and now it seemed to be true.

Who would believe that there wouldn't be some unruly people in this poor and remote area?

"Those rich spiritual lands suitable for living have been divided up by various forces. Those who get a share will naturally benefit from it, and those who don't..."

Lu Mu hugged her waist, put his face close to her, and sniffed Murong Xue's fair and delicate neck twice: "Hmm, it's not clean."

I smelled my own scent.

Murong Xue glared at him coquettishly: "Who told Brother Mu to face me last night?"

"I heard it can improve women's skin."

Lu Mu smiled and reached out to scratch the tip of her nose.

"Where did you hear this nonsense?"

Murong Xue gently bumped into his chest, her cheeks flushed.

Although she didn't believe in the idea of ​​improving her skin, she was willing to let Lu Mu make her face sticky.

……

After the spirit ship flew steadily for about two hours, it finally saw rare lush green on the horizon.

Relatively speaking, the spiritual energy here is much calmer, unlike in the desert, where everything seems extremely ferocious and difficult to enter.

A city, as a matter of course, is situated on the earth.

Chapter 14: A Town in the Wasteland

Although he came to the Southern Region, Lu Mu still didn't know where the territory of the Dark Thousand Kite Clan was. In short, this place didn't look like the center of the Southern Region. After all, it was very remote and it was rare to have a city. It would be better to go into the city, maybe there would be something to gain.

The spirit ship landed somewhere in the wilderness. Lu Mu and Murong Xue jumped off the ship and walked towards the prosperous city.

To say it is prosperous is actually relative. Compared with the vast expanses of wasteland and calamity outside, this place does have less of a deathly smell and more of a lively feeling. But compared to other places...

Yusha City in the Wuyan Desert is better than here.

It’s not that there aren’t any grand cities of decent size in the Southern Territory, but they are definitely not in remote areas.

The plaque on the city gate reads "Huangqiu", and strange runes are carved on the walls, which look like beasts or array patterns.

It was easy to enter the city. Lu Mu paid a spirit stone for him and Murong Xue, and the guards let them pass. These guards were all demons, but they did not belong to the same tribe. Lu Mu could tell the characteristics of several tribes from the faces of the guards guarding the city gate...

"Brother Mu."

Murong Xue suddenly pulled Lu Mu's sleeve.

Lu Mu looked down at her.

"These guys are not very friendly."

Murong Xue muttered softly, a hint of unpleasant disgust flashing across her brows.

Indeed, when they passed through the city gate, many passing demons cast their eyes at them. Lu Mu and Murong Xue were a match made in heaven, the man was handsome and the woman was beautiful, but in the eyes of the demons, they were human beings... So, there was a hint of targeting in their looks, but they had no intention of launching an attack directly in this city.

This is the case in the Southern Region.

Humans and demons share this area. There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. This truth has never changed, not to mention the evenly matched humans and demons. In fact, when humans in the Southern Region go to other places, they always have to endure ridicule and sarcasm from others. After all, except for the Southern Region, the demons in other places have either become vassals or are hiding in the demon realm and have not shown up for a long time. That is the world of humans.

Coming out of such a poor and remote place, it is inevitable that people will look down on you.