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The only way was to blend into the almsgiving holy artifact's sweet rain to achieve the best effect, and it could also mask the scent of the hungry ghosts.

She really liked the appearance of being human. Even though manifesting the true body of a hungry ghost was her strongest state, she still preferred her current appearance.

After resting for a moment, she glanced south, contemplating, before beckoning to Er Han.

"Er Han, come here."

Watching Er Han walk over, he didn't notice that he had stepped outside the stone cave's range, leaving two footprints on the snow.

"Let's keep going." Cece smiled and continued to swing out the chain, flying with Er Han by her side.

...

At the same time, the Joy Lamp Priest who had set his sights on Er Han relentlessly pursued them. Upon reaching the border of the wilderness, he could no longer track any traces.

After searching for a while, he only found a jade bottle crushed into powder by Er Han.

He pondered slightly, looking up at the sky. Someone must have met them here, or they had some flying magical treasure to take them away. Otherwise, an individual cultivator couldn't possibly have left without a trace.

Looking around uncertainly, he had no idea where to chase next. Above him lay Dali, and below was Daqian. Considering the bewildering assortment of items the shopkeeper gave him, everything was there, yet people from Daqian shouldn't come here to buy anything.

He turned and chased in the direction of Dali. A perfect white-robed Daoist soldier far surpassed hundreds or thousands of expendables.

After pursuing several hundred miles, he still hadn't caught up. If it weren't for the immense allure of a perfect white-robed Daoist soldier, he would have given up long ago. The Qi-blood was so robust and the physique like a fierce beast's body cultivation, enough to accompany his growth all the way, so perhaps in the future, when the white-robed Daoist soldier reached the seventh tier, he would still be in the sixth tier. Such allure was too great, he couldn't abandon it.

Finally, a day later, at the entrance of a stone cave, he lightly waved his hand, scattering the accumulated snow there, revealing two footprints that could no longer be clearly seen.

He was greatly surprised, laughing heartily several times and continued to chase toward Dali.

...

"Cece, sis, what are we going to do?"

"Someone wants to take you away. I'm rescuing you. Just right, the young master is displeased with those Evil Daoists, and Dali is even more so. We just dig a pit and bury him, or if we get chased by dogs, it'll be hard for us to return smoothly."

After entering Dali's territory, as people gradually appeared more frequently, Cece realized that Dali was somewhat different from what she thought.

Fleeing refugees were present, but the scene of the starving lying everywhere was not seen. At intervals, people could be seen preparing food for those fleeing, guiding them, and even soldiers escorting those civilians, maintaining order.

Just now, she also saw a flying boat transporting grain and fodder, simply extravagant...

In her life, she had seen quite a lot, listened to even more, especially on the way fleeing to Jinlan Village, where she had seen the starving lying everywhere in a human purgatory.

But the sight before her, cultivators driving flying boats, continually unloading grain and fodder along the way, was something she really had never heard of.

Just the spirit jade expenditure of that flying boat was far higher than the value of the grain and fodder being transported.

Thinking it over, Cece couldn't help but laugh, Dali had quite the ideas here, going back and telling the young master, he'd surely laugh out loud.

Seeing such a scene, Cece also slowed her pace, now having entered nearly a thousand miles into Dali's territory, coupled with the orderly scene before her now.

To say that there weren't a few spies from the Shadow Department within ten miles nearby was absolutely impossible.

"Remember, someone like the ones who caused trouble in the village before, wearing a white robe, wants to take you away. I'll give you a signal, and then you immediately shout out the words I taught you with your loudest voice."

"Oh, but I heard from Brother Ziqing that I might not be able to beat that kind of person..."

"What did the village chief tell you?"

"I understand."

Half a day later, in the snow was a long migration team, and Er Han and Cece followed at the very back, wrapped in blankets, looking no different from those civilians.

Suddenly, Cece gave a low shout to Er Han.

"Shout."

Er Han, startled, immediately leaped up, Qi bursting from his chest, his voice was like thunder, exploding on the flat ground.

"White Sun Bitch, do you think there is no one in Dali, daring to act so presumptuously here! I'm going to fight you!"

With a shout of anger that echoed for a dozen miles.

In the team stretching several miles, one person heard the words "White Sun" and felt his scalp about to explode.

Thinking of the mission this time, without hesitation, he pulled out an item from his bosom, transforming it into a streak of light that soared into the sky, manifesting into a gigantic golden spear illusion in the sky.

After Er Han's shout of anger, he immediately dashed out of the team, stirring up a storm of snow, looking like he was off to fight to the death. In a few breaths, he disappeared without a trace.

Cece, amidst the team, also disappeared without a trace at some unknown time.

A few miles away, the Joy Lamp Priest who had finally followed after them had not yet stepped forward when he heard the enraged shout from afar, and the phrase "White Sun Bitch" simply hit his fatal weakness.

Upon seeing the illusion of a golden spear manifest in the sky, he immediately turned around and took off into the air.

Someone cursing him, and so offensively at that, with the signal of the Dali West Desolation Army already going off, any hope of taking a chance was unthinkable now.

And as he fled, he was instantly exposed. At this moment, the Dali side would think nothing else except to kill this White Sun Evil Dao first before anything else.

A hundred miles away, a flying boat approached rapidly, the Western Desolation General fully armed, and the armor on his body hadn't been taken off in many days.

When he saw the signal go off with the news that a White Sun Evil Daoist appeared, the Western Desolation General's face turned green.

Stationed in the west of Dali, he knew quite a bit about what had happened in the wilderness at that time. If he hadn't been stopped, he actually should have gone to the wilderness to assist back then.

Right now, of course, he understood that the Eastern Palace had given a death order and even sent the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue to personally oversee this place and coordinate. It wasn't because of the Gua Pi Imperial Censors in the Imperial City who claimed it was to win the people's hearts. Those Gua Pis who ate and drank well in the Imperial City didn't understand a thing. That's why two got killed by Emperor Li on the spot.

These days he was exhausted, truly felt that not letting a single civilian starve to death while having to protect next year's spring plowing was a task far harder than having a conflict with Daqian.

Fortunately, he was only assisting from the side.

That Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, the pressure was so immense, he couldn't even eat meals, hadn't heard a tune, nor even looked at the two Oirans sent from Kuihou Country...

Usually, it's whatever, everyone knows, these White Sun Cockroaches can't be killed or eradicated entirely. Most of the time, there's really no motivation to stomp out every single one at the lower levels.

But in the current situation, to have a White Sun Evil Daoist come here to cause trouble, it was like snatching his life away.

If one comes, let him die one; if two come, let him die two!

The Western Desolation General walked off the flying boat, his eyes red with fury, unable to wait any longer, flew out personally...

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