kingnovel Chapter 1036 Sandstorm
Chapter 1036 Sandstorm
Chapter 1036: Sandstorm. Of the three wolf pelts, Xiao Han kept one and gave the remaining two to Xin Ziqi.
Although she and Ling Xiao had painstakingly rubbed, washed, and dried all three wolf pelts, they were, after all, public property.
She worked hard and got a wolf pelt, but she didn't care about the rest and left it to Xin Ziqi to distribute among whomever he wanted.
The dry desert climate meant that the dried wolf pelts didn't have a strong smell. Xiao Han then rubbed and washed the wolf fur with sand, and used it as a blanket at night to ward off the cold.
Xin Ziqi gave one of the remaining two wolf pelts to Qingwei and Yaoguang, and the other to Old Man Yu.
After all, without Old Man Yu's formation, these three wolves wouldn't be able to be attacked.
Animals are scarce in the desert to begin with, and this group of monks, with their large numbers and constant noise, coupled with the campfire burning day and night, had long since driven away the few small animals that were left behind.
The group hoped that the remaining two wolves would come and ambush them again, so they could catch them and use them as food reserves.
Unfortunately, the cultivators who took turns keeping watch changed two or three times, and the two wolves still didn't come to visit.
Thanks to Croton, Xiao Han didn't have to keep watch at night and even got a good spot to sleep near the fire.
Old Yu's hand was injured, so he didn't have to keep watch at night. The rest of the people would take turns keeping watch at night under Xin Ziqi's arrangement.
The next morning, as soon as the first light of dawn appeared, everyone was woken up by the night watchman and began packing their things to prepare for departure.
By the small lake, as planned, everyone took off their outer garments and, shivering, began to use the sleeves of their robes as water sachets, tied them up, and then put these special water sachets into their backpacks, preparing to cross the desert.
Xiao Han also took off her outer robe and filled her sleeves with water.
The wolf pelt was placed in Ling Xiao's basket. Xiao Han originally wanted to bring the fire-making tools as well, but the bowstring made of tree bark had dried out and could no longer be used.
She could only wait until she got out before making a new fire-starting tool.
Although it only took Ba Dou a day to get out of the desert, it would probably take Xiao Han and the others several days to measure it on foot.
The group packed water, shouldered their baskets, and began to travel in the direction that Croton had flown earlier.
Ba Dou stood on the sunshade above Xiao Han's basket, occasionally flying up to take a look, then landing back down to rest on the shelf.
It was probably the most carefree member of the group.
Xiao Han carried the most water, not only in the sleeves of his robe but also in the wolf's intestines.
Fortunately, Ling Xiao was willing to help, so he let Xiao Han put the two intestines on his side, and Xiao Han only needed to carry one intestine.
Xiao Han figured that the water from the wolf intestines Ling Xiao was carrying would most likely end up in his mouth, so he didn't hold back at all.
Carrying water and a bag of dried meat, they began their long journey once again.
As Xiao Han followed the others on their way, his mind wandered. He thought that if he were to film the scene of these big shots carrying rough baskets made of branches and thorns, and dressed in disheveled clothes, making their way step by step, no one in the God Realm would believe that they were a group of God Emperors.
They were no different from a group of ordinary people fleeing famine.
Everyone walked until they were drenched in sweat under the blazing sun, before finally stopping to rest for a while.
However, we didn't encounter any places to find shade along the way.
They could only replenish their water supply under the scorching sun before slowly making their way forward.
Xiao Han had prepared a stick as a crutch, which she could sometimes use to help herself and make things a little easier.
In the midday sun, the desert temperature is so high that it feels like you're being roasted alive.
Everyone felt breathless and dizzy.
At this moment, not only Ling Xiao regretted coming here to do the mission, but everyone else was also filled with regret.
Too guilty!
Just when everyone thought they might be wiped out in the desert, the scorching sun suddenly disappeared, and the sky suddenly turned gray.
Everyone looked up at the sky and noticed that a breeze had begun to pick up.
Ling Xiao shouted happily, "The wind is picking up, the weather is changing, great, it's finally cool off."
Xiao Han and several other cultivators suddenly changed color and then almost simultaneously shouted, "A sandstorm is coming!"
Then, the wind speed suddenly increased almost instantly, threatening to sweep people away.
Xiao Han and the other cultivators who knew about sandstorms started loudly calling for everyone to gather together.
The desert was completely exposed, offering no shelter whatsoever. Therefore, they could only huddle together and resign themselves to fate.
Following the loud shouts of several experienced cultivators, everyone immediately gathered together, some squatting or kneeling on the ground, heads bowed, and hugging their baskets tightly.
The outer garment that was previously used to shield from the sun can now be used to cover the head and mouth and nose.
Xiao Han let Ba Dou hide inside the basket, and then she threw herself onto the basket.
Ling Xiao squeezed next to Xiao Han and looked up at the distance.
A towering wall of yellow sand, seemingly connecting heaven and earth, moved rapidly toward them with an aura that threatened to engulf and cover everything.
Ling Xiao suddenly had a feeling that they were definitely going to be buried alive by the sand, and then he didn't know how the God of the Azure Sky would revive them and bring them back to the God Realm.
Perhaps, this journey of rediscovering one's original aspirations and reclaiming one's humanity will end here.
The sand being poured into his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears made him only glance at it before he hurriedly covered his head with his robe.
But after thinking about it, he threw himself on Xiao Han, using his body to try to shield her from the overwhelming yellow sand that was engulfing everything.
At this moment, everyone closed their eyes tightly, and all they could hear was the howling sand and wind.
My body felt like it was about to be swept away by the gale, and then crushed and buried by the heavy yellow sand that was falling.
These powerful cultivators, who could once command the wind and rain, change the world, and roam among the stars and cosmos, have now become lambs to the slaughter, allowing the natural disasters of the mortal realm, which they once disdained, to run rampant.
The bark rope on someone's basket was snapped by the strong wind, and the basket disappeared in an instant.
But at this moment, he could no longer care about the basket on his back or the life-saving water tied to his sleeve. He could only kneel on the sand, hunched over, and cover his head tightly with his clothes.
The sandstorm raged for an unknown period of time before it gradually subsided.
The sand dunes shifted, completely changing the landscape, and thick sand buried everything.
Xiao Han felt like she was about to suffocate.
She tried to move her body, but it felt as if a mountain was pressing down on her back, making it impossible for her to move at all.
The basket was flattened, but at least it created a little space for her.
Xiao Han tried to swing her arms and dig upwards with her hands.
Fortunately, there was sand on the right, so I could reach my hand upwards while digging.
As her right hand felt itself pass through the sand and touch the ground, a thought flashed through her chaotic mind.
Fortunately, the grave isn't too deep, so I should be able to dig myself out.