C144 Yellow Desert Island

Shen Wanfang and Yang Yuan emerged from the cave three days later, both of them looking exhausted.

The two came to report to Wang Baoyu that Xiang Yun had succeeded in forming his core, but that his inner core was unstable. He would need at least another month to continuously adjust himself. Overall, this could be considered a blessing in disguise.

Wang Baoyu didn't tell everyone about the real people causing trouble, so as to not cause unnecessary tension, but the West Returning Island made people feel uneasy, so it was better for them to leave as soon as possible.

He no longer thought about those things that were too far away for him, and he still couldn't stop walking. Although the gods despised all living things, the world had changed.

"You don't need special care from Elder Xiang, right?" Wang Baoyu asked.

"However, my inner core is unstable and my cultivation has reached the Aurous Core stage. No one dares to mess with me." Shen Wanfang said.

"That's good. We still have unfinished mission, we'll take the remaining two stubborn islands." Wang Baoyu firmly said.

"Please instruct me as to how we are going to wage war." Yang Yuan took a step forward and said.

"Let's attack the island one by one. There's no need for more people. The three of us will lead 200 cultivators and a ship. We will depart in three days. Remember to put on the vestment for everyone."

"This subordinate will arrange it right away!" Yang Yuan walked out with big strides.

"Baoyu, Elder Xiang has already reached the Core Formation stage. Can you promote him?" Shen Wanfang asked a very realistic question.

"I feel that there is no need. No matter what, you will always be the headmaster of the elder's courtyard." Wang Baoyu waved his hand and said, "Perhaps one day, all of us will be Aurous Core stage cultivators, and by then, you will have long since entered the Nascent Soul stage."

"Nascent Soul Stage? "Haha, I don't dare to hope." Shen Wanfang shook his head and waved his hand, but he couldn't conceal the joy on his face that was filled with anticipation. Although there was currently no hope, the Five Spirit King, who could create miracles, was just around the corner. "Baoyu, I do have signs of breaking through to the middle stage. I estimate that it will be less than a year."

"Elder, you have always been the mainstay of this team."

"Meeting a precious jade in this life is my greatest fortune. No matter when or where, as long as I give an order, I will die for sure." Shen Wanfang solemnly declared that he would never forget his roots.

Miao Man stared dumbfoundedly at the scene unfolding in front of her. No matter how she looked at it, she couldn't understand why these great Aurous Core stage cultivators would show such respect to the weakest of the Five Spirit Kings.

"Miao Man, how long have you been following me for?" Wang Baoyu suddenly asked.

"Ten days to eight months!"

"You are really living your days like a year, ah, thinking it so clearly." I'll give you this spirit stone as your salary. I can tell that you are about to reach the seventh level of cultivation, so work harder! " As Wang Baoyu spoke, he tossed her a high-grade spirit stone.

Miao Man caught the spirit stone. Suddenly, she felt like crying. This salary was beyond her imagination. Also, the King was clearly concerned about her. Yes, her cultivation base.

That night, Miao Man tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. It was not as if she had never seen high-grade spirit stones before.

However, she had a nagging feeling that there was an indescribable warmth in this spirit stone, and that the King was looking at her with an indescribable tenderness in his eyes.

Besides, the King would not stay with his disabled wife for the rest of his life.

Miao Man was at the prime of her life. She didn't want to let go of the Spirit Stone. She decided that she would keep it as a souvenir after she used it.

Three days later, Wang Baoyu, with Little White in his arms, boarded a large ship and set out for the Yellow Dust Island.

The Yellow Dust Island was the smallest of the five islands, but it was the closest. The soldiers worked hard to row the boat, and it only took them one day and one night to reach the coast.

According to the usual practice, Wang Baoyu still flew the flying boat to investigate.

Little White was certain that there were no powerful Siren on the island. However, looking down from the sky, the situation on the island was truly shocking.

The entire Yellow Dust Island seemed to be in a giant dust whirlpool. The wind followed the clockwise direction and swirled the sand and sand around the island. Only the wind in the center of the island blew the least.

At this moment, the area around the sect was filled with various kinds of tents. It was densely packed; it was none other than the people of the Yellow Dust Island. In order to avoid the wind, they had all moved here.

Wang Baoyu was quite unhappy with Sect Leader Huang's actions; they were truly a stubborn fellow. He would rather defend an island full of disaster than surrender and give the commoners a way out.

On the way back, Wang Baoyu released the vestment on his body and formed a blue shield of light that covered Little White. Only then did he slowly land in the sandstorm.

The wind was strong, and any normal person would have been blown away long ago. However, due to the special physique of a cultivator, they were able to walk against the wind, although they were a bit slower.

After confirming the situation, Wang Baoyu returned to the ship and ordered it to come ashore. Half of the men stayed behind to guard the ship, while the rest followed him into the island.

Upon hearing the order, everyone released the might of their vests. Over a hundred shields of light instantly covered the entire shore.

Wang Baoyu told everyone to keep a close eye on the comrades in front of them and not to get separated. Soon after, he bravely broke into the sandstorm.

As the sandstorm hit the light barrier, it released a crackling sound. Staring in a certain direction, Wang Baoyu led the group and ran towards the center of the island with the fastest speed possible.

Over a hundred blue shields of light flew through the poisonous sand, heading straight for their target. At this moment, the cultivators of the Yellow Plains Sect were still harboring the beautiful fantasy that no one would dare to set foot on the island.

Mo Nian was looking forward to the scattering of the sandstorm. He wanted to follow the Qing Feng Island and join forces to attack the Seaside Gate. He wanted to have a share of the profits.

Fantasy was always shattered by heartless facts. Mo Nian would have never thought that the Five Spirit Kings would lead a fearless army, and not only did they reach the Yellow Dust Island but they also passed through the long sandstorm.

After rushing forward for four hours, Wang Baoyu finally led the group of people to throw the sandstorm at the back. In front of them, there were some barren lands covered with short grasses, making it look desolate.

As they neared, Wang Baoyu could still feel the existence of the spirit vein. The scale was very small, and it was even not big enough for mining, so it appeared in a circle around the small island.

"Master, this is a special Spirit Vein that will not dry up. However, the Spirit Qi it emits is very weak. It might as well be a low grade Spirit Stone." Lil 'White said.

The Yellow Dust Island had no special features. It was because of this spirit vein that it was able to produce a weak amount of spiritual energy, allowing over ten thousand cultivators to remain here.

"A spiritual vein that will not dry up is an inexhaustible supply?" Wang Baoyu asked, puzzled.

"A spirit vein that will not dry up is like a pool of water. Once the water is emptied, it will come back after a period of time." Little White explained and added, "Actually, the quality of these spirit veins is the worst. They would not be able to form a golden core even if they died while guarding this weak spiritual energy."

"Little White, you should have absorbed all of the spirit veins!" Wang Baoyu patted Whitey's head.

"Hehe, then I won't be polite. This amount is equal to a top quality spirit stone." Little White grinned and suddenly jumped down from Wang Baoyu's bosom.