C483 Mo Yi Han

Blue sky, white clouds, snow plains, Mount Kunlun.

Zaghi withdrew his gaze from the beautiful painting and concentrated on driving the truck across the snowy plains. He had walked this road many times. Ever since he was led onto this road by his father, it had been over a decade.

Their family operated a grain store for generations. The grain they bought from all over the country was concentrated and shipped to a valley at the foot of Mount Kunlun, where it would then disappear from the trucks and leave behind equivalent amounts of jade. He then sold these jade stones to merchants and used the money he earned to purchase the grain.

Even if there was a chance, he didn't want to know. When he was still a child, his father told him that there were still immortals in this world, and their job was to send food to those immortals.

He had been curious before, but he had believed his father's words when he saw two people in long robes waving their hands to take away the grain and leave the jade. He had buried this matter deep in his heart and never told anyone else.

Slowly, the truck drove into the valley. Zach also got off the truck. He walked to the back of the truck and said to the people inside, "Zhagu, get off the truck. I'll take you to see the snow in Karakorum."

A shy young man walked out of the truck. He had a blush on his face that was similar to Zach's. "Dad, who was the one who came to take the grain?"

Zajac smiled and repeated what he had heard from his father: "Of course it's a god!"

With that, Zach put his arm around his son, who was as tall as him, and brought him far away from the valley.

And inside the clouds, Xu Xiaoming watched everything with curiosity. According to his Spiritual Sense, these two people were actually normal people, which made him even more suspicious. Could it be that these two people were not the outer sect disciples of the cultivation sects in the Kunlun Mountains? Then what about the people with cultivation in Khondahl?

However, Situ Jing, who was standing behind Xu Xiaoming, asked, "Uncle, what's down there?"

Hearing that, Xu Xiaoming remembered that Situ Jing could not see what was going on below with her eyes, and explained with a smile, "There are two people below carrying two trucks full of food. They should be sent to the cultivation sects, right?"

Situ Jing was very surprised and quickly asked, "Don't the cultivation sects know how to grow food?" Weren't those experts all eating some kind of heavenly and earthly treasure? "

Xu Xiaoming looked at Situ Jing helplessly, then explained, "Those cultivators from the cultivation sects are also not people with high cultivation, there are also some Innate realm or Pre-Sky Realm cultivators, they can't possibly all live by eating treasures, right? Furthermore, most cultivation sects are built in secret realms, like the Athens Sanctuary and the Heavenly Dao Pavilion. There aren't enough places for daily activities.

"So that's how it is!" Situ Jing finally understood that the people from the cultivation sects were not too far away from normal people. She wanted to ask something more, but Xu Xiaoming realized that the situation had changed.

"Those two people went far away. Let's go down a bit and see if someone came to take away these grains!" As Xu Xiaoming said this, he controlled the Silver Snow Sword to descend, and at this time, two young men dressed in ancient clothing walked over from afar.

Xu Xiaoming hurriedly hid the fluctuations of his true energy. He watched as the two youths directly stored all the food in the truck into their storage space, put down some spirit stones, and then walked back the way they came from. Xu Xiaoming and Situ Jing looked at each other for a second before continuing to control the Silver Snow Sword to follow the two young cultivators.

"Both of them are in the Xiantian realm, so they should be in charge of logistics, but the spirit stones they put down were sucked dry of their spiritual energy, and although they can still be traded for ordinary jade, but they are not worthy of the attention of cultivators. They should be exchanging things like this in order to ensure the daily needs of the sect!" Xu Xiaoming changed his direction and conversed with Situ Jing while following the two cultivators from afar.

"Un, uncle, they are quickly entering the cave!" Situ Jing could now see the two cultivators and quickly said.

Xu Xiaoming nodded, upon seeing that the two of them were disciples from the cultivation sects, Xu Xiaoming planned to look for traces of the cultivation sects from their bodies, so he did not care about exposing himself, and directly transformed into a flowing light, descending from the sky and landing in front of the two cultivators.

"You two, I assume you two are Cultivator s from Kunlun Mountains?" Xu Xiaoming spread out his hands indicating that he did not have any evil intentions, and smiled as he asked the two young cultivators.

"Who are you? Why are you asking about Cultivator?" The two young men immediately took out their weapons and asked in alert.

"Relax, I don't have any malicious intentions. I just want to know how I can get into the cultivation sects. I'm the head of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion and also a sect head. I came here to talk about something." Xu Xiaoming laughed, and continued to carry out his method of deceiving, wanting to see whether the two of them would believe him or not.

After the two cultivators heard Xu Xiaoming's words, they couldn't help but look at each other in dismay. Only then did one of them ask doubtfully, "But there are no cultivation sects in this world anymore … Who exactly are you? "

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Xu Xiaoming could not help but let out a bitter laugh. Just as Xu Xiaoming wanted to summon out the chaotic hexagon spear from his sea of consciousness, he heard a voice from behind him.

"To make things difficult for these two Nascent Realm cultivators is not the work of an expert!"

Following which, a spatial ripple flashed, and a person appeared in front of Xu Xiaoming, blocking the two cultivators behind him.

"Brother, I'm Mo Yihan. If you have any questions, just ask me!"

Xu Xiaoming observed about this cultivator who called himself Mo Yihan, and realised that he was actually a middle stage aurine stage cultivator. Furthermore, based on the situation just now, it was very possible that he was a spatial attribute cultivator! The person was dressed in a white robe with an ink painting as decorations. His long hair was coiled around his back and his sword-like eyebrows shone with the radiance of the stars. He gave off a transcendent aura.

Mo Yi Han was also observing Xu Xiaoming. Although Xu Xiaoming was the same as him, also a cultivator at the middle stage of the aurine stage, the aura exuded from Xu Xiaoming was still a little stronger than Mo Yi Han's. He could almost be compared to cultivators at the late stage of the aurine stage.