A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother-Chapter 96: Ingenious Plan

And searching for the Poison Scripture was a top-priority task for Li Xuanxiao—he couldn’t afford even a single misstep.

This time he might be gone a long while. He could only hope Mount Shushan was still standing when he returned.

Li Xuanxiao took one deep look at Mount Shushan.

After leaving, he followed the backup route he had planned in advance and headed toward the Thousand Lakes Desert.

The journey was thrilling but safe, with mountains and rivers by his side, and the sun, moon, and stars as his company.

From mountaintops, he saw great rivers surge.

Among peaks, he faced the wind head-on, feeling the grandeur of the vast breeze, sitting in the open wild, walking beneath twilight skies.

Two months passed in the blink of an eye.

“.............”

The Thousand Lakes Desert lay to the northwest of Mount Shushan,

endless yellow sands stretching without limit.

Heishui City.

This was the strongest power within the Thousand Lakes Desert.

And the one who ruled over Heishui City wasn’t human—it was an ancient turtle who had cultivated for who knows how many years.

Some said this old turtle had cultivated for tens of thousands of years. Others claimed it had lived through three great eras.

No one knew its true cultivation level, nor how long it had really lived.

Heishui City housed a divine pearl.

They said whoever consumed the pearl would see a massive boost in cultivation, extend their lifespan, and stay youthful forever!!

The pearl was called the Storm-Avoiding Pearl. It was precisely because of this pearl that Heishui City existed today.

At this moment.

Inside the treasury where the Storm-Avoiding Pearl was kept.

A figure descended into the space.

“Jie jie jie jie!!!”

“The Storm-Avoiding Pearl is now mine.”

“Who dares trespass in the forbidden grounds!”

Two voices shouted at once.

The guards of the treasury emerged from the darkness.

“Noisy!”

A slender, fair hand stretched out from the shadows and grasped at the air.

The two guards’ heads popped like balloons.

A figure walked out of the dark, striding gracefully.

Just as she passed a reflective metal panel.

Di Nü Feng gently brushed her bangs aside and curled her lips into a faint smile.

“Truly born beautiful!”

Then, a voice seemed to echo by her ear.

“By the way, Liu Qiushui is way prettier than you...”

Di Nü Feng took a deep breath. A deep breath. Two deep breaths.

“Don’t get mad, getting mad gives you wrinkles!”

“Li Xuanxiao, don’t let me catch you!!”

Her eyes fell on the black pearl at the center.

“With this treasure, next time I see him, I’ll dig out Li Xuanxiao’s eyes and let him see for himself who’s prettier—me or Liu Qiushui!”

Just as she was about to reach out and grab the Storm-Avoiding Pearl—

Suddenly, a phantom appeared before Di Nü Feng.

It was a hunched old man leaning on a wooden cane.

“Little one, leave now. For the sake of your master, I’ll pretend none of this ever happened,” the old man said solemnly.

“Cut the crap. Either give me the pearl, or I’ll turn you into turtle soup!!”

“Arrogant child.”

“Old b*stard!”

Di Nü Feng’s beautiful eyes widened. Her jade-like hand snapped forward like lightning, lunging for the mysterious divine pearl.

In that instant, a terrifying surge of power burst from the Storm-Avoiding Pearl like a breached dam, flooding the entire space.

The air around them twisted and warped under the force, letting out an ear-piercing howl.

“Rumble—!!”

The treasury shook.

Di Nü Feng looked up at the enormous figure overhead.

“.............”

Blazing sunlight, golden sand.

A young girl stared in horror at the pack of jackals closing in, her face drained of color.

The jackals howled. She screamed and shut her eyes tight.

When she opened them again, all the jackals had mysteriously collapsed on the ground.

“Excuse me, is Heishui City in this direction?”

“...Mm.”

The girl instinctively answered.

The voice vanished.

She looked around—no one in sight.

“........”

Deep underground in the desert.

Li Xuanxiao rested in a freshly dug cave.

He couldn’t keep traveling. He’d already used up too much energy.

Traveling in the desert was extremely draining. He could already feel that 3% of his true essence was gone.

Too risky.

The Thousand Lakes Desert wasn’t just any desert—its special ley lines and spiritual vein structure

formed a unique terrain.

In this desert, Nascent Soul Stage and lower cultivators who went without water for too long would weaken.

Or even die.

Even Spirit Transformation Stage cultivators would be affected.

So Li Xuanxiao had prepared a tiny bit of water.

Just a tiny bit.

He gulped down a mouthful of water and resumed studying the map.

It was drawn based on Uncle sweeping the floor’s memories.

But since those memories were very old—and Uncle sweeping the floor was forgetful—

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Li Xuanxiao had to confirm it over many years through repeated questioning, getting him drunk, and leading him on with indirect clues.

Eventually, he marked the three most suspicious spots.

The Poison Scripture he sought was likely hidden in one of these three places.

Li Xuanxiao took a long gulp of water, stuck a cooling patch to his forehead, and sprayed himself down with another layer of barrier mist before hitting the road again.

The dangers along the way went without saying.

He had to watch for massive sandstorms and be wary of venomous snakes, scorpions, and all kinds of poisonous creatures.

Not to mention the mercenary groups who licked blood off the blade in these parts.

Thankfully, Li Xuanxiao was fully prepared.

Half a month passed like that.

“This should be the place...”

Li Xuanxiao crawled up from the sand and climbed onto a small dune.