Where does that wicked woman get her conscience?

Chapter 288 Her Man

As dusk completely sank below the horizon, the night enveloped the Burial Sea Desert like a thick black brocade.

The camel caravan had been on its way for two full hours. The sound of the wheels rolling over the sand was swallowed up by the night wind, leaving only the dull thud of the camel hooves on the gravel.

The visibility was so low that even the outlines of the sand dunes that were right next to them were blurred. But because Jin Chen was by their side, the invisible barrier not only blocked the wind and sand, but also emitted a faint, shimmering white light that illuminated the area around the group.

The burly man no longer needed to stare at the map to find his way; he only needed to follow the faint light to make the path under his feet crystal clear, and the worry on his face disappeared considerably.

Guan Xun sat in the carriage, closing his eyes and regulating his breathing.

The thick blankets inside the carriage insulated her from the cold outside. Her spiritual energy flowed slowly around her, and the spiritual energy in her dantian nourished her limbs like a gentle stream.

Jin Chen sat beside her, his eyes lowered and motionless, but his divine sense had already spread out, taking in all the movements within a ten-mile radius and paying attention to every rustle of wind and grass around him.

Outside the carriage, the camel's hooves clattered, and the wheels creaked and groaned as they rolled over the sand dunes, a monotonous and rhythmic sound like some kind of hypnotic melody.

Just then, a very light rustling sound drifted over on the night breeze.

The sound was very faint, like snakes crawling across sand, or like someone walking on tiptoe, so gentle that it almost blended into the night.

Jin Chen's eyes flickered slightly, and the fingers resting on his knees twitched almost imperceptibly.

Guan Xun clearly noticed the commotion; she kept her eyes closed, but a faint smile curved her lips.

Although she didn't use her divine sense, her keen senses still detected the faint footsteps and the alluring fragrance carried on the night breeze.

The person who came was the Xuan Yin Sect woman who had injured her eye earlier, but somehow managed to suppress the injury.

Her face was covered by a thin veil, revealing only a pair of meticulously drawn eyes with upturned corners, exuding a seductive charm.

Her alluring appearance was clearly directed at Jin Chen.

She held a handkerchief soaked in the fragrance of acacia in her hand, and walked very lightly, her mind focused on getting closer to the carriage.

The Xuan Yin Sect's secret techniques can bewitch people and make them lose their minds; no man can resist them.

She was determined to win over such a perfect man...

The woman narrowed her eyes and quickened her pace, but when she was only three steps away from the outside of the carriage, it was as if she had bumped into an invisible wall.

A chilling pressure instantly enveloped her, making it impossible for her to move forward.

Her charming smile froze instantly. Unconvinced, she shuffled forward again, but the pressure suddenly intensified, as if a thousand-pound boulder was pressing on her shoulders, making her bones creak and cold sweat instantly bead up on her forehead.

The embroidered handkerchief in her hand fell to the ground. Its sweet and delicate fragrance drifted into the carriage on the night breeze, but it was completely dispelled by a refreshing scent when it came within three feet of Jin Chen, having no effect whatsoever.

Jin Chen raised his eyes, then immediately closed them again.

The woman outside let out a muffled groan, feeling as if her bones were being squeezed inch by inch. The pain made her face turn pale, but she bit her lower lip so hard that she couldn't even let out a scream.

This commotion finally interrupted Guan Xun's breathing exercise.

As she slowly opened her eyes, the faint light of spiritual energy in them quickly faded, leaving only a cold indifference.

Then, she lifted the curtain and stepped down, her toes landing on the sand so lightly that there was not a sound.

The woman from the Xuan Yin Sect was held in place by an invisible pressure, trembling all over. She looked up from the toes that were below her eyes, and when she saw that beautiful face, a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes, but she dared not show it.

Guan Xun squatted down and grabbed his chin.

The force of the fingertips was immense, like iron clamps, almost crushing her jawbone.

"..." The woman's mouth was forcibly pried open, and a hoarse sound came out of her throat, but she couldn't utter a single word.

"You've got some nerve." Guan Xun's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he looked at the other woman's still alluring eyes. His voice was like ice shards hitting her face: "You dare to have designs on my man?"

The woman's pupils suddenly contracted, and fear finally surfaced in her eyes. She struggled desperately, but she couldn't break free from the hand's grip.

With such an awkward and ugly demeanor, where is the allure she had just displayed?

Guan Xun suddenly exerted force with his wrist!

With a crisp "crack" followed by a dull thud, the woman's head was crushed.

Blood mixed with brain matter splattered on the yellow sand, emitting a pungent, fishy stench.

Having given up, Guan Xun released his grip and lazily stood up, the bloodstains on his fingertips standing out starkly in the night.

It wasn't until someone slowly walked up behind her and grasped her wrist that she turned her head slightly. She saw Jin Chen's fingertips gently caressing her palm, and as a wisp of icy blue light emanated, the bloodstains on his fingers were cleaned away completely.

"Don't get your hands dirty."

Guan Xun looked down at his hands, now free of stains, and the coldness in his eyes gradually faded. He then took Guan Xun's hand in return, and the moment their fingertips touched, the chilling touch completely dispelled the warmth of the blood from before.

She turned her gaze, staring at the puddle on the ground, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.

It really is a bit disgusting.

Immediately, with a thought, a wisp of dark flame landed on the corpse lying on the ground and instantly burst into flames.

In the blink of an eye, the corpse and the bloodstains on the ground were burned to ashes, leaving only a small pile of ash, which was blown away by the wind and scattered without a trace by the sand and dust.

The commotion outside the carriage had already alerted the camel caravan.

The burly man leading the group and Hao Aman and the others couldn't help but lift the curtain to peek out. They were terrified, but dared not even breathe loudly.

They dared not meddle, and lowered their heads as if they hadn't seen anything.

They dare to provoke people who wouldn't even dare to approach sandstorms; they're truly courting death...

Meanwhile, the other women from the Xuan Yin Sect were huddled inside the carriage, not even daring to peek out.

These two were clearly not ordinary people. Only the sister was bold enough to provoke them. The two sisters had tried to dissuade them before, but to no avail. Now that they had ended up like this, they could only pretend they hadn't seen anything.

Guan Xun glanced at the silent carriages, a cold sneer playing on his lips, then pulled Jin Chen's hand and walked back into the carriage.

He lifted the curtain cleanly, without the slightest hesitation.

The night remained deep, and the camel cart continued its creaking journey as if nothing had ever happened.

After the woman from the Xuan Yin Sect was dealt with, the atmosphere in the entire camel caravan became extremely quiet.

The team members who had previously dared to approach and strike up a conversation were now keeping their distance from the carriage where the two were, even walking quietly, for fear of making the slightest noise and angering these two menacing figures.

Hao Aman became even more timid and hesitant, even stopping her from saying "divine man" as she used to.

The most outrageous were the remaining women of the Xuan Yin Sect, who were so frightened that they huddled in the carriage all day and didn't even dare to lift the curtain.

Guan Xun thought this was quite good.

Isn't it a good thing to be able to meditate quietly without being disturbed?

With Jin Chen around, the camel caravan's journey went smoother than expected.

The sand worms lurking beneath the sand seemed to have sensed extreme danger. Whenever the sand camel caravan approached, they would frantically flee into the depths of the desert, not daring to make a sound.

The raging sandstorms were even worse. Every time they swept in with yellow sand, it was as if they had hit an invisible wall several miles away from the team, and they would turn sharply and whistle past them without even a grain of sand hitting the team.

Without the obstruction of sandstorms and the harassment of sandworms, the camels ran exceptionally fast.

The burly man leading the group sat on the front camel, looking at the perfectly clear road ahead, his face full of relief, feeling that he had just had incredible luck.

This was his first time walking through such an unobstructed desert.

Soon, as the sunlight slowly began to set in the west, and the shadows of night began to loom,...

The surrounding sandstorm weakened, and even the blowing wind gradually became moist.

It carries the fresh scent of grass and trees, and the previous smell of yellow sand is gone.

To the naked eye, the outline of a continuous mountain range could be vaguely seen in the distance, with lush forests below, forming a stark contrast to the boundless desert behind.

The camel caravan slowly came to a stop, and the team members climbed out of the carriages, their faces filled with excitement as they looked at the scene before them.

"We've arrived! We've finally reached the edge of the Burial Sea Desert."

"Great, sigh... we've been stuck in this sandstorm for so long."

The burly man leading the group dismounted excitedly, strode to Guan Xun's carriage, and lifted the curtain: "Miss, we've arrived!"

Before the words were finished, two white figures leaped out of the carriage and landed steadily on the sand.

Following the burly man's direction, one could see a fork in the road. One path meandered towards the distant, shadowy mountains, while the other was relatively open, with the faint glow of a campfire visible in the distance.

“This is a fork in the road. Go that way and you'll reach Blackwood Ridge. Once you cross Blackwood Ridge, you should be close to the City That Never Sleeps. After all, we've never been there before.” As he spoke, he pointed in the open direction. “Our camel caravan's outpost is over here. We won't see you two off.”

Upon hearing this, Guan Xun nodded faintly and said nothing more.

With a thought, a pair of large fiery wings suddenly unfolded behind them, and the firelight instantly turned everyone's faces red.

She flapped her wings vigorously, creating a strong gust of air that scattered the surrounding sand and dust.

"let's go."

In an instant, his figure blurred, and he flew out like an arrow released from a bow, so fast that only a blur remained.

"call!"

Before the sound of wings slicing through the air had faded, Jin Chen's figure also took to the air.

Surrounded by icy blue, he lightly touched the air with his toes and followed as if walking on flat ground.

The two figures quickly disappeared in the direction of Blackwood Ridge, leaving the crowd dumbfounded.

"Clap!"

Someone dropped the water pouch they were holding: "Wings? She has wings?!"

The burly man leading the group was also stunned, and it took him a long time to come to his senses. He swallowed hard, his voice trembling: "No wonder... no wonder she wasn't afraid of sandworms and sandstorms. This... this can't be a demon beast transformed into a human, can it?"

"It must be!" The person next to him nodded repeatedly. "No wonder he was so ruthless that day..."

"And Blackwood Ridge, that man-eating place, no wonder she dared to go there."

The group chatted amongst themselves, their eyes filled with lingering fear and astonishment as they looked toward Blackwood Ridge.

The camels shook their heads and let out low whimpers, seemingly also startled by what they had just witnessed.