Chapter 327: First Arrival in the Barbarian Continent, Meeting Guiwan

Ever since the disaster at his home, the young man and his mother had been locked in a dark prison after being captured.

Reflecting on that day, if he hadn't been so stubborn and reckless, ignoring others' advice and insisting on returning to the Lu Family Fortress, he would not have implicated his mother in such a plight. Now that they were each locked in separate cells, he did not even know how his mother was faring.

The prison was pitch-black, without a single glimmer of light. Aside from the occasional squeaking of rats and the faint, intermittent sound of dripping water, no other movement could be heard. He did not know how many days had passed like this, so long that the young man thought his remaining life would only continue this way.

The young man's consciousness began to blur, blurring to the point where he almost forgot who he was, with only a shred of hope remaining in his heart, hoping to see the light of day once more.

Suddenly one day, several sets of footsteps approached from afar, stopping before long. Heavy "creaking" sounds rang out as one prison door after another was opened, followed by the sound of heavy chains being dragged.

Before long, the young man's cell door was also opened. A hand gripped his chin, looking him over from left to right as if inspecting him, and then someone undid his shackles.

As soon as the shackles were undone, the young man fell heavily to the ground. But he was so utterly exhausted that even after falling like this, he did not move, nor did he utter a single sound of pain.

Ever since the young man was locked in the cell, he had been kept hanging, so it was fortunate that he was now on the ground. But before the young man could rest enough, he was grabbed by the legs and dragged out of the cell.

The bumps and jolts along the way were truly agonizing, but the young man was too weak to cry out; he could only let others drag him along, and after holding on for only a moment, he fainted.

After drifting in a daze for a long time, his body ached incessantly, and his arms felt as if they were no longer his own, yet his surroundings were very soft, just like the bed at home, warm and comforting.

Suddenly, the young man's eyes snapped open, but he quickly squeezed them shut again. The room was not very bright, but the young man found it unbearably dazzling. Perhaps it was this sudden glare that jolted the young man into full wakefulness.

He had clearly been locked in a dark prison before, so how could he be sleeping on a bed?

The young man opened his eyes slightly, waiting until he had adjusted before sitting up. But at a glance, he saw a person sitting by the table. That person was dressed in white with a fair complexion like a scholar, only his hair and beard were slightly yellow, making it clear he was not from the Central Plains.

This person looked very familiar, but perhaps because the young man had slept for so long, he could not recall for a moment where he had seen him. Just as he was feeling puzzled, he heard that person speak:

"You're awake."

The voice was soft, truly like that of a scholar, but the tone was flat, with neither concern nor joy, as if he were merely stating a fact.

Yet, this indifferent remark caused the young man to be suddenly shocked.

Isn't this the very person he saw outside the Lu Family Fortress that day!

At this moment, the person stood up and walked toward the young man. As he walked, he opened a folding fan, fanning himself with a casual, leisurely air.

Looking at the person approaching, the young man's memory became increasingly clear.

The fan! It's this fan! That's right! It's him!

The member of the Demon Race who had abducted him and his mother!

The young man immediately became guarded, struggling to get up, but his body was too weak to support him. Still, he kept trying to steady himself.

The man in white shook his fan, watching everything coldly. Only after the young man gave up after several attempts did he say unhurriedly: "You have fallen into my hands now. I will give you only two choices: one is to be my dog, and the other is to end your own life. However..."

As he spoke, the man took a handkerchief from his sleeve and threw it in front of the young man.

"However, if you seek your own death, I cannot guarantee that the owner of this handkerchief will remain safe and sound."

The young man took the handkerchief and unfolded it. A purple magnolia embroidered on the corner of the handkerchief caught his eye. He was instantly shocked, his eyes wide, and he looked up at the man in white: "This is not..."

Isn't this his mother's handkerchief?

"Where is my mother!? What have you done to her!" The young man was extremely anxious, and for no reason, he found the strength to sit up on his knees.

The man in white only glanced at the young man indifferently: "That lady is naturally being well-fed and cared for now, but if you do not serve me, I cannot guarantee that she will remain alive and whole in the future."

The words were spoken lightly, but to the young man's ears, they felt like falling into an abyss. He stared at the man in white with hatred for a long time, but in the end, he lowered his head powerlessly.

Seeing the young man like this, the man in white curled his lips and pointed at the handkerchief in the young man's hand: "From now on, you shall be called Xin Yi..."

After recuperating for a few days, Xin Yi's body had recovered seven or eight tenths, and he was finally able to get out of bed and walk around, but it was clear that Bai Wuchang did not intend to let him catch his breath.

Since their last meeting, Bai Wuchang had not appeared again, only assigning two soldiers to look after him.

The reason they were called soldiers was because they wore armor, but their appearances were extremely strange. One had an underbite and bulging eyes, one had horns on his forehead, and one had pointed ears.

It was clear at a glance that they were not human, but Xin Yi did not care; what he was thinking about was how to rescue his mother and escape this place.

On this day, Bai Wuchang led him to a military camp. Although the soldiers in the camp looked like they had all their features, they were each strange and bizarre. Relatively speaking, the two soldiers who had been taking care of him seemed much more pleasing to the eye.

Looking around, yellow sand was everywhere, and it was quite desolate. Bai Wuchang led Xin Yi through who knows how many turns before finally stopping in front of a tent.

The guards in front of the tent looked at each other as soon as they saw Bai Wuchang, and then the two hurriedly stepped forward to salute. But Bai Wuchang ignored the guards and walked straight into the tent. Seeing this, the guards wanted to reach out to stop him, but shrank to the ground under a single glance from Bai Wuchang.

As soon as he entered the tent, he heard a series of soft, coquettish murmurs, and a faint fragrance wafted toward him. However, this scent was very strange; Xin Yi instantly felt dizzy and feverish all over, and even his walking became unsteady.

Just as Xin Yi's thoughts were in chaos, he heard a woman's voice coming from behind a screen.

"The Right Envoy is still so rude, entering this concubine's tent just like that without even a greeting. Could it be that you have taken a fancy to me?"

As soon as the words fell, a woman walked out from behind the screen. This woman was only half-covered, her clothes barely concealing her body, quite revealing. Yet even so, there was not a hint of shyness in her; instead, her face was flushed and her gaze was hazy.

Although Xin Yi was not old, he was not entirely ignorant; he naturally knew what this woman had been doing in the camp, and he only cursed in his heart: "What a shameless woman."

"Oh! Could it be that the Right Envoy has come to bring this concubine a gift?" The woman swayed her waist and floated in front of Xin Yi in a few steps, pinched his cheek, and said with a look of disdain: "Right Envoy, this is boring. Sending me a green melon, how am I supposed to use it?"

Bai Wuchang ignored the woman and only glanced at Xin Yi, saying: "From now on, she will teach you cultivation techniques. You must practice diligently with her. I will return to find you in two years."

What?

"What!?"