Foraging for food was not difficult, but Na Yi could not face off with the two Corrupt Wolves guarding the exit.
A horse was 7 or 8 hundred jins. The three horses together were more than 2000 jins. If the two Corrupt Wolves ate 50 jins each every day, it was still enough to last them 40 days!
For these 40 days, Na Yi simply didn’t know what to do.
If they were trapped in the Sorcerer Holy Land, then they would eventually die of thirst or starvation.
“Big Sister, what are we going to do…” Na Shui whispered as she rubbed her belly. She was hungry.
A martial artist cultivator could survive for much longer than a mortal without food or water. They did not need as much food or water, but that didn’t mean that they didn’t feel hunger. Now, the two sisters only had enough food for three days. In order to ration, they would have to eat very little every day.
Seeing the pale face of her little sister, Na Yi’s heart ached. She turned to look at the Sorcerer Pagoda, her eyes filled with determination.
Her last hope was to rush up the Sorcerer Pagoda!
Of course, this was not the best age for her to climb the Sorcerer Pagoda. And the direst question was, even if she were to enter the Sorcerer Pagoda, the most her strength would be enhanced by was a stage, to Altering Muscle.
In order to deal with the two Corrupt Wolves outside which had peak Altering Muscle strength, could she do this with only her Altering Muscle ability?
Even if she managed to defeat the two Corrupt Wolves; without horses, was there still any hope in leading her little sister past the several hundred miles of jungle wilderness?
Na Yi found herself in an unprecedented life or death crisis.
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The moonlit night was filled with the scent of blood. A young man holding onto a crimson dagger was sitting in a large tree, wiping off the blood from his dagger. The dim and cold moonlight shone down from above, illuminating the world. The young man’s dagger was like liquid mercury, suffused with a deep murderous aura.
At this point, the young man suddenly looked up, his dark eyes staring into the empty void. His eyes were filled with a dignified vigilance.
“Who?” The young man coldly asked.
This young man was also Lin Ming. Lin Ming had become a killer. He was the top assassin within Sky Fortune Kingdom, feared by all. Even hearing his name uttered made others quake in their boots!!
Lin Ming, who had been standing in the void, was taken aback; this was the first time that someone had become cognizant of him.
“He’s aware of me. Is this stemming from the intuition of an assassin? Whether or not he’s aware of me, at least this proves that I am not completely separate from this illusory world, but have partly integrated into the fabric of its existence. This was why he was able to discover me…
“Fantasy and reality are polar existences of each other, and yet dependent on the other. Without fantasy, there is no point in reality. Without reality, fantasy has no meaning. Reality is fantasy, fantasy is reality, this is already the 99th world that I’ve come to…”
Lin Ming didn’t speak nor did he move, he only stood still as he always had.
That young assassin frowned, ultimately realizing that this was just an illusion…
Lin Ming turned around and stepped into the void. It was time to leave the 99th world.
Was there still anything after 99 worlds?
Lin Ming took out the Heavy Profound Soft Spear from his spatial ring. Nine feet nine inches was the limit of the spear.
Why was it only nine feet nine inches? Why not just a bit longer?
In reverie, Lin Ming arrived at a brilliantly bright white world. There was nothing in this world; only countless shining lights all around. Gradually, these lights converged into the image of a young man, standing opposite to Lin Ming.
This young man’s clothing, appearance, age, manners, were all the same as Lin Ming. It was a complete replica of him.
“This is the 100th world? In this empty world, there is only my conscience here. In the last 99 worlds I’ve been in, each me was not the same as me. But in this 100th world, this young man is exactly the same as I am now.”
“Who are you?” The youth asked in surprise.
“You are who you are. You are who I am.”
The youth furrowed his brows. “I am Lin Ming. There is only one Lin Ming.”
Lin Ming nodded. “Yes, there is only one.”
“Then you are an illusion?”
“I am not an illusion.”
“Then I am an illusion?
“You are not an illusion.”
“Then in the end, who is the true Lin Ming?” The youth asked, puzzled.
Lin Ming was silent for a long time. He finally murmured, “What is left behind is not necessarily true…”
‘I understand.’
After 99, all returns to 1.
The nine foot nine inch Heavy Profound Soft Spear… one more inch, and it is 10 feet again.
After 99 worlds, this is the 100th world, and it is also my world.