Chapter 352: Chapter 352
Because of this, Xiaoyao directly and decisively classified her as a delicate talented woman type, not giving her any heavy work. If she insisted, then he'd have to give her something to do.
Obviously, Third Miss Nangong was somewhat insistent. She felt she was also part of the group—how could she carry nothing.
"Then, this is what I sorted out for you to carry," Xiaoyao took off a small backpack from his body. Inside were food and some simple tools that could serve a certain wilderness survival function. At the same time, this backpack was small enough that having Third Miss Nangong carry it wouldn't make Xiaoyao feel strange.
"Mm!" Third Miss Nangong took Xiaoyao's small backpack, put it on her back, and showed a smile on her face.
"Susu, let me carry it for you."
The Young Miss really seized every opportunity. Third Miss Nangong had just put it on when she immediately came over to be attentive, with an expression that even made Xiaoyao want to step on her.
"No need, I'll do it myself. You carry your own properly—you're always forgetting things," Third Miss Nangong refused.
"With you by my side, you'll watch over me!" the Young Miss said somewhat tenderly.
"..." Third Miss Nangong had to sigh once again. This person in front of her was really shameless—who knows who taught her this. She looked at a certain someone. This update ıs available on novel·fiɾe·net
Why are you looking at me?
Xiaoyao felt somewhat strange, but didn't pay much attention, following the old man forward. Soon, he discovered he had entered a large formation.
And this formation, Xiaoyao actually couldn't tell what kind it was, because he had never seen it or heard of anything similar.
"Old man, is this a formation?" Xiaoyao asked directly.
"Yes, you noticed? Not bad. Even people proficient in formations might not necessarily see this. This is set up to prevent others from accidentally wandering in. I don't need to tell you the purpose," the old man continued walking ahead while answering Xiaoyao's question.
"Who set this up?" Xiaoyao asked again.
"Don't know. No one has mentioned this. We only know how to walk through it," the old man shook his head. It wasn't that he hadn't tried to understand this matter, but truly no one knew about it—not just his family, but even the previous family didn't know.
They only knew that this formation was already there when it was discovered!
"Then that means this formation might have been set up by people from the Martial Arts Holy Land," Xiaoyao could only speculate this answer after understanding.
"Should be. Besides them, I can't think of anyone else," the old man nodded.
"Probably, but this formation is very interesting!" Xiaoyao also nodded and commented on the formation, while his eyes didn't stop, constantly observing the formation's setup.
After hearing Xiaoyao's words, the old man nodded and said, "Yes, very interesting. This formation is very natural—so natural that others can't detect it. Walking back and forth, they'll never reach that entrance and will just pass through."
That's right, the interesting thing about this formation was here. Besides hiding that entrance, it was almost the same as having no formation, while simultaneously not being just a small range but protecting only around that entrance.
This formation was very large. From when Xiaoyao entered this formation until now, he still hadn't walked through one-tenth of the radius. The formation only slightly adjusted space with imperceptible fine-tuning.
To achieve such minute adjustments seemed easy to talk about, but actually wasn't. The difficulty of formations was a curve—both going smaller and going larger became increasingly difficult.
This kind of naturalness that people couldn't detect was extremely difficult!
"It seems going to the Martial Arts Holy Land this time is correct. Whether or not we can find information, at least we can learn some things," Xiaoyao defined this Holy Land journey for himself.
Following the old man, they quickly passed through a mountain range, then through a canyon, rested briefly in between, then embarked on the journey again, climbing a sheer cliff.
Fortunately, the girls here were all powerful Emperor Level martial artists who could even carry others. For them, these weren't big problems, even carrying such large backpacks was easily handled.
The Young Miss also volunteered to carry Third Miss Nangong, holding her through some obstacles she couldn't pass.
As for Xiaoyao, he didn't have such good fortune—he could only rely on his own feet. His lightness skill cultivation could also easily solve these problems, even appearing no weaker than Emperor Level martial artists.
The further they went, the more difficult the path became. This wasn't because the guide had problems, but because the path had to be walked this way—otherwise they couldn't reach that place.
This was perhaps also a factor preventing others from accidentally wandering in. These paths were all too difficult, and sometimes beside these paths were clearly much easier alternative routes, so naturally no one would choose the difficult path.
Perhaps for one stretch someone might choose something difficult on purpose, but with so many such situations, no one would continue !
Around three or four in the afternoon, Xiaoyao and others arrived before a dilapidated building that looked like ruins. Upon seeing this, Xiaoyao knew this should be the place.
"Follow me in. Don't touch anything around—this place is full of traps," the old man didn't let Xiaoyao and others rest, directly leading them into that building.
When Xiaoyao entered this building, he discovered this was merely an entrance. Inside the building were stone steps leading underground. Upon entering this passage, he found it wasn't dark and lightless—there was even some illumination.
This light came from some stones on the stone walls. He didn't know what kind of ore these stones were—they could actually emit light, and it was this light that illuminated the passage.
"What kind of stones are these?" Nangong Suxin asked, naturally asking Xiaoyao, because only Xiaoyao here might know about this.
"Don't know. I've never seen them before. Everything here seems very peculiar," Xiaoyao shook his head.
"It's normal not to have seen them. We've searched for this kind of stone but never found any. They probably don't belong to this continent," the old man interjected from ahead.
"How strange. If it's formations we haven't seen, that's understandable—those are human creations. But for even ore to be different—could this be unique to the Martial Arts Holy Land?" Xiaoyao was somewhat puzzled. Under normal circumstances, even if the Martial Arts Holy Land was a secret place, it should still be on this continent. Why would ore not found on the continent appear?
This situation made Xiaoyao inevitably speculate that besides the possibility he had already voiced, there was another—that the Martial Arts Holy Land might not belong to this continent.
If so, then this passage might not connect to a spatial area here, but to another spatial area, or even another space.
This would be quite magical, seeming rather unlikely. If Xiaoyao had to choose, he would choose to believe what he had said—that this ore was unique to the Martial Arts Holy Land.
However, he had a strong feeling in his heart that this Martial Arts Holy Land might be in another spatial area—meaning that after this passage opened, it wouldn't be walking through, but being transported over.
Only this way could explain why no one had ever intruded into the Martial Arts Holy Land, and no people from the Martial Arts Holy Land had come out through other means—because where they were located wasn't on this continent at all.
Whatever the answer was, Xiaoyao didn't think much about it, because this couldn't be figured out by thinking. To get the answer, one had to go there to know.
"Hey, what's this..." the Young Miss curiously reached toward something.
"Careful!" Xiaoyao immediately called out.
Immediately arrows flew out like rain, with nowhere to dodge. The only thing to do was forcibly resist.
Guxing drew her sword and created a rain of blade light, blocking all arrows from one direction. She only blocked one direction—not because she couldn't handle others, but because other directions would be handled by other people.
The Young Miss and Nangong Suxin used their methods to easily block the arrow rain from other directions.
"Good thing you're all Emperor Level martial artists, or we'd all become porcupines this time," Xiaoyao looked at the Young Miss irritably, while the Young Miss just smiled foolishly.
"Hehe, I'll pay attention next time."
"There won't be a next time. Don't touch these things—there's no benefit," Xiaoyao said directly. "The old man said before that this place is full of traps. Only fools would be so meddlesome."
"Fine, I'm a fool..." the Young Miss said very aggrievedly.
"Mm, good that you know!" Almost simultaneously, both Xiaoyao and Nangong Suxin said the same thing.
"Hey, Nangong Suxin, what right do you have to say that about me? You also wanted to touch it just now—you were just a bit slower than me."
"Did I? You must have seen something wrong!!"
"Stop arguing, we're here!!" the old man ahead said, once again doubting in his heart whether these people could really take him to that place.
"Nangong Suxin, stop arguing!" the Young Miss nodded.
"...That was directed at you!!" Nangong Suxin felt somewhat powerless.
"Was it? You must have heard wrong!"
Xiaoyao ignored the two and walked directly in. This was a very, very large room, as big as a basketball court, and inside seemed empty except for a platform in the middle.