novelraw Chapter 352: My Eyes Are the Measure
Chapter 352: My Eyes Are the Measure
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Ji Han Zhou noticed the flicker in Yu Zhao’s gaze and promptly stepped forward, adopting a stern tone. “How can we trust what you’re saying is true? What if you’re lying? We’d be running in circles again for nothing.”
“My eyes, Long Fei Fei’s eyes, are the ultimate measure!” Long Fei Fei declared with fiery determination.
Her pride as the Heir of the Empty-Handed Skillful-Hands Sect left no room for anyone to question her credibility.
“Senior Sister Yu, I believe she’s being honest,” Ji Han Zhou transmitted his thoughts telepathically.
Yu Zhao acknowledged Ji Han Zhou’s goodwill with a smile and asked Long Fei Fei, “How long will it take to reach the location marked on the scroll from here?”
“Two—no, three days,” Long Fei Fei hesitated, factoring in the presence of the Golden Core cultivators, who would likely slow the group down.
Three days was acceptable for Yu Zhao. Without hesitation, she made her decision. “Let’s depart immediately.”
“Alright!” Ji Han Zhou nodded decisively and set off to inform the others.
The Si Tu Family members grumbled among themselves but dared not voice their complaints before Si Tu Jian Nan and Si Tu Yu. Monk Silence, on the other hand, remained quiet, his demeanor increasingly composed with his growing mastery of Buddhist practices.As they prepared to leave, Yu Zhao leaned toward Long Fei Fei and whispered, “Next time…”
The words sent a jolt through Long Fei Fei, invigorating her instantly. She raised three fingers, vowing, “There won’t be a next time!”
Yu Zhao chuckled, patting Long Fei Fei’s shoulder gently before walking away.
Long Fei Fei clutched her chest. What a terrifying woman. She resolved never to cross Yu Zhao again.
After receiving Yu Zhao’s warning, Long Fei Fei abandoned her casual attitude and earnestly led the way. In less than three days, they caught sight of a structure’s silhouette through the swirling sands.
The group erupted with excitement.
Long Fei Fei, waving her arms enthusiastically, cheered, “We’re almost there! Keep up, everyone! Let’s go!”
Yu Zhao couldn’t suppress a smile. There was something about Long Fei Fei—an exuberant vitality, radiating life and infectious energy—that set her apart. Even Si Tu Jian Nan, who had harbored animosity toward her at first, no longer glared at her with hostility.
“What… what is that?” A member of the Si Tu Family pointed ahead, startled.
Everyone squinted into the distance and gasped collectively.
A massive triangular structure loomed over the desert, its base a squared foundation of immense stone blocks stacked in layers. The sides tapered upwards, piercing the clouds—a sight seemingly crafted by divine hands.
“The entrance to the Ancient Dao Field!” Si Tu Yu exclaimed in awe.
After so many fruitless days, she had given up hope, only for a miracle to appear so suddenly. Her excitement was tempered with a pang of guilt—she had doubted Yu Zhao’s credibility. It seemed she had underestimated Yu Zhao’s integrity.
Long Fei Fei scrutinized the peculiar triangular structure for a while before declaring, “If you’re looking for the entrance to the Ancient Dao Field, this isn’t it.”
Si Tu Jian Nan, in the throes of excitement, scowled deeply at her words. “What do you know? Who gave you the right to speak here?”
Long Fei Fei scoffed. “Old man, let me tell you something: I, Long Fei Fei, have never been wrong about these things. When I was out treasure-hunting, you were still… well, now you’re just an old fool with failing eyesight!”
Though the Heir of the Empty-Handed Skillful-Hands Sect often seemed unimpressive, their exposure to arcane knowledge rivaled that of the top sects—if not exceeded it. They could infiltrate nearly any place with impunity, even the supposedly untouchable Si Tu Family.
In this situation, Long Fei Fei was likely the most knowledgeable about the Ancient Dao Field.
Yu Zhao asked, “How can you be so sure?”
She, too, found the location suspicious. It was far too conspicuous. Anyone venturing into the Desert of Lost Souls would notice it immediately. If it truly were the entrance to the Ancient Dao Field, word would have spread throughout the cultivation world.
But Yu Zhao’s instincts were mere speculation, unlike Long Fei Fei’s confident certainty.
“The Ancient Dao Field isn’t in the cultivation world. How could it possibly have an entrance here?” Long Fei Fei’s revelation shocked the group.
“What do you mean it’s not in the cultivation world? How is that possible?”
“If it’s not here, then where is it? It can’t be a myth, can it?”
“That’s impossible! So many great cultivators have visited the Ancient Dao Field to gain enlightenment. It must exist!”
Long Fei Fei lifted her chin, exuding disdain. “And you call yourselves members of the Number One Family in the cultivation world? You’re nothing but frogs in a well! The great experts of the Great Thousand World who teach in the Ancient Dao Field are immensely powerful. Just a single sentence from them can grant us endless benefits, which is why countless cultivators are drawn to it.
“Do you think this Little Thousand World could support their immense power? The space would collapse in an instant!
“The Ancient Dao Field serves as a medium connecting two worlds, allowing communication between their cultivators. There’s no way you’ll find a physical entrance here, let alone one shaped so strangely.”
The School of Skillful Empty Hands had attempted to uncover the Ancient Dao Field’s secrets but had failed. Long Fei Fei’s reasoning, though bitter, was sound.
Even though the group was reluctant to accept it, they felt their enthusiasm wane.
Yu Zhao, while momentarily surprised by the revelation, quickly recovered and said, “Let’s go check it out anyway.”
“Alright.” The group responded with lackluster enthusiasm, dragging their feet forward.
Long Fei Fei sidled up to Yu Zhao, cautiously observing her expression. “You’re not mad, are you? For me telling the truth?”
“Why would I be mad?” Yu Zhao replied casually.
“Well, I kind of exposed the whole ‘Ancient Dao Field entrance’ thing. Wasn’t that your excuse to make them work for you?”
It was only after Long Fei Fei spoke that she realized she might have disrupted Yu Zhao’s plans. Her heart sank.
Yu Zhao gave her an amused look. “I didn’t force them to follow me. They came willingly.”
“Willingly?” Long Fei Fei was incredulous. The Si Tu Family? Willingly helpful?
“Yes. Just like you—you’re also working for me willingly.”
Long Fei Fei choked on her words. She finally understood Yu Zhao’s definition of “willing.” She herself had stayed because of Yu Zhao’s threats. As for the Si Tu Family…
Long Fei Fei’s lips curled into a mischievous smile. “Oh, I get it. You’re holding the Si Tu Family’s sacred object hostage, aren’t you?”
Yu Zhao didn’t respond.
“Ha! You’re ruthless! They’re like a bunch of donkeys, chasing after the carrot you’re dangling in front of them.”
“Ahem.” Yu Zhao coughed lightly.
Long Fei Fei instantly clamped a hand over her mouth. Though she stopped talking, her lively eyes darted playfully at Yu Zhao, brimming with mischief.
Yu Zhao briefly wondered how someone as vibrant and lively as Long Fei Fei had fallen for the stoic and serious Fang Cheng Lang. If not for that catastrophic event in the past life, would they still have ended up together?
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