Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 233 The Uninvited Girl

How does it feel to revisit this place?

A small cabin in the woods on the northern border of Qi Kingdom.

It was as quiet and cold as ever. A month had passed, and although there was no snow, puffs of white vapor could be seen in the breaths of people talking.

The conversation was between Russell and the Empress, who had traveled from Taiyuan.

Li Xingyun ultimately couldn't escape and was taken by Yuan Tiangang to Luoyang, the eastern capital, to pay homage to the Western Palace. The remaining feudal lords returned to their respective homes, and Li Maozhen also returned to Qi after a sixteen-year absence.

Overall, everything is moving in a positive direction.

"A month apart feels like a lifetime." The Empress, draped in a snow-white fox fur coat, looked at the almost unchanged furnishings in the room and let out a soft sigh.

Two months ago, the country was in disarray and its future was uncertain. Two months later, the world has been at peace. It's like a dream.

Russell simply chuckled: "I'll leave you here. Yinshan is treacherous, so there's no need for the Empress to accompany me. I'll go alone."

The Empress nodded slightly.

However, the reason for this is certainly not the so-called treacherousness of Yinshan Mountain.

Just as the Central Plains were undergoing turmoil, the northern deserts were also experiencing a transformation.

For some reason, Yelü Abaoji, the king of the Northern Desert who died suddenly a few years later in the original timeline, suddenly became seriously ill a few days ago and was on the verge of death. Empress Shuliduo, the King of Yingtian, who held great power, sent his son Yelü Yaoguang to deploy troops on the border to prevent the Tang Dynasty from taking advantage of the internal strife in the Northern Desert to advance.

As the first line of defense for the Tang Dynasty bordering the northern desert, Qi Kingdom naturally had to deal with it with all its might. With Li Maozhen already leading the army on the border, Qi Kingdom's internal affairs would naturally fall to the Empress.

……

Yinshan Mountain in the northern desert is known to almost everyone as a sacred mountain in the northern desert.

In the myths and legends of the northern desert, this place is the origin of the northern desert. A warrior rode a white horse eastward across the floating earth, and a woman rode a blue ox westward across the Yellow River. The two met at Yinshan, became husband and wife, and had eight children. After the eight children died, their remains turned into eight pieces of Balu Stone containing great energy.

In reality, the so-called Balu Stone is a relic transformed from the powerful beings of the Eight Tribes of the Northern Desert. It has no power of its own and is more like an energy amplifier.

The efficiency of a single piece is obviously not very high, as can be seen from the fact that even when Old Li was equipped with the Heart's Aura later, his full-force strike only caused the Bali Divine Jade to split up.

In that state, with that strike, if Gangzi himself had done it, the entire Yuling tribe ruins would have been shaken.

Therefore, it is clear that one BaLin Stone is not enough to unleash the ultimate combat power; all eight BaLin Stones should be collected and supplemented by an array.

Even if Russell successfully enters Yinshan, he can only obtain a maximum of seven Balu Stones, as one of them is currently in Jiang Chen's possession.

and so……

“Warrior, Geeta is just ahead. It’s a place that only Xiongkuru can climb. We won’t go with you.”

Outside the glacier, in the Chute tribe, Yi Lijin, her face bruised and swollen, pointed to the magnificent icebergs ahead, rubbing her hands and breathing out cold air as she spoke.

"Thank you for your trouble." Russell, carrying a bundle as tall as himself, took out a few gold coins from his waist pocket and tossed them casually. A girl wearing an eagle-skull hat jumped up, caught the gold coins, put them in her mouth, and bit them. She was overjoyed: "Father! They really are pure gold!"

“Of course, I can sell you my raw meat.” Russell tapped the girl Abi’s bone hat. At this stage, there were still nearly five years until the seventh season of the original story, and the Chute tribe had not yet been wiped out by the Bali brothers.

“Warrior, don’t blame me for not telling you, I’ve been to Geeta many times, and there’s no divine eagle up there at all.” Abi put away the golden beans and introduced them to Russell with great enthusiasm, only to be covered by Yi Lijin from behind with a fake smile: “Kids like to talk nonsense, Warrior, please do as you please.”

"Sure thing, just remember to spread the word for me."

"You can rest assured that we'll handle things." Yi Lijin pressed Abi's head down and bowed to Russell, who was gradually moving away, until his figure disappeared into the rising ice mist deep within the glacier.

"Father, I was telling the truth!" Abi was still somewhat unconvinced, then received another iron fist from her father. Ignoring Abi's protests and cries, Yi Lijin naturally grabbed Abi's ankles, lifted her upside down, and shook her. A gold bean the size of a thumb fell to the ground. Only after the gold bean was in his pocket did Yi Lijin say:

“Our guest from the Central Plains is no ordinary person. He certainly didn’t come to Chu Te’s tribe to look for eagles. As long as we do what he entrusted to us, the rest is none of our business.”

"Ahhh! My gold! I'm going to tell Grandpa and Grandma!" Abi was completely ignoring Yili Jin's words and threw a tantrum on the ground. Yili Jin awkwardly scratched his head: "Oh dear, Abi, you're too young. I'll keep it for you and return it to you when you grow up."

“…Waaaaah!!!” Upon hearing this, Abi cried even louder.

Tut tut...

Russell, who was releasing his spiritual sense to perceive the surrounding movements, clicked his tongue. Sure enough, no matter which world it is, parents can't escape keeping your pocket money. To be honest, the lie that he would keep your New Year's money and return it to you when you grow up is the longest-running lie he has ever heard.

After empathizing with Abi in his heart, he soon arrived at the foot of a mountain called Jita.

The mountain was very high and steep, and the snow was piled on the rocks. Without a light and agile gait, it would be as difficult as climbing to heaven.

The people of the Feather Spirit Tribe happen to be skilled in movement techniques; just like their tribe's name suggests, they are as light and agile as feathers.

A few moments.

Russell ascended the Gita.

It wasn't as dilapidated as depicted in the story. In this era when the Chute tribe still existed, tribespeople would come up here every year to clean and tidy up. Although everything on the mountaintop appeared ancient, it was not shabby.

They even considered the possibility of a blizzard making it difficult to descend the mountain after cleaning, so they built a thatched hut on the mountaintop for shelter and overnight stays.

That's convenient.

Russell gently placed the package a certain distance from the fire, then started a fire, brewed tea, and gazed at the sky from the mountaintop, looking down at the snow-covered landscape. He felt both content and at ease.

He doesn't know how long it will take Jiang Chen to get the news. He only knows that the other party is in the northern desert, but he doesn't know the exact location. Without Jiang Chen to lead the way, he will have to find the location of Jiu Gai.

Divination is not a panacea; otherwise, military strategy and planning would become a joke.

As for whether he would go directly to Dokoho and whether the other party would tell him or not, he wasn't in a hurry to do that.

The Corpse Ancestor Jiang Chen waited two hundred years for Jiu Gai, so it was no big deal for him to wait for the other party as well.

He had not yet seen the magnificent landscapes and breathtaking scenery of the northern desert. He had already decided that if Jiang Chen had not received the news and arrived by then, he would travel to the eighteen tribes of the northern desert in half a month.

However, he never expected that instead of waiting for Jiang Chen, whom he had been longing for, he would be greeted by an uninvited guest.

Ten days later, one morning, Abi, as usual, gathered a few friends from the tribe, packed their bags, and prepared to hunt in the forest not far from the Chute tribe. On the way to the forest, they had to cross a river that wasn't too turbulent, with a pontoon bridge spanning the river, swaying back and forth as it was being lapped by the current.

"Abi, how is that Central Plains man on Jita doing?" A boy of similar age to Abi asked curiously. In recent days, the news that "the Central Plains man came to the Chute tribe and conquered the legendary divine eagle Xiongkuru" has spread far and wide thanks to the Chute tribe's deliberate propaganda. Many tribes that are close to them have come to inquire about the situation.

"I don't know. He hasn't come down since he went up to Geeta. If it weren't for the flute music I hear every day, I would have thought he was gone." Abi shook her head. She was also very curious. How could a person stay up there for so long? Didn't he eat or drink?

Just then, a clear eagle's cry suddenly rang out from the mountains and forests.

Abi and the others looked up and saw an old-fashioned carriage slowly approaching from the other side of the pontoon bridge.

To their utter astonishment, the carriage had no driver, yet the two horses seemed to possess intelligence, walking obediently and steadily forward.

"A monster!?" the boy exclaimed in terror.

“He’s a powerful shaman!” Abi corrected.

She was, after all, the daughter of the Yilijin family, and could be considered a princess of the Chute tribe, so naturally she had some understanding of shamanic arts.

"Judging from her appearance, she's coming this way," another girl said curiously.

Sure enough, right after she finished speaking, the driverless carriage smoothly crossed the pontoon bridge and stopped in front of them.

"Are you from the Chute tribe? Is this Chute tribe's territory ahead?" A clear and melodious female voice came from inside the carriage.

Abi was taken aback, then nodded: "We'll see the gate of the Chute tribe in about five miles ahead. What do you want to do at the Chute tribe, sister?"

"Looking for someone." The statement was concise and to the point.

"Find someone?" Abi scratched his head. He hadn't heard his father mention inviting a shaman. Given the current situation of the Chute tribe, how could they afford to hire a shaman... Oh no! My precious money!
"Is that Central Plains man still in the Chute tribe?" the girl in the carriage asked again.

Oh, so you were looking for that person from the Central Plains... Abi breathed a sigh of relief: "He's still here."

"Okay." Having received the answer she wanted, the carriage continued on its way. Whether it was her imagination or something else, Abi felt that the carriage was moving much faster than before.

Abi and her companions looked at each other, abandoned their hunting plans, and hurried back to their tribe.

"Therefore, please ask Yi Lijin to convey this message."

When Abi and the others returned to the tribe, they happened to hear the end of the conversation between the shaman and his father in the carriage.

“Great Shaman, you are too kind. That guest said that if anyone comes looking for him, they can go directly to him without having to announce their arrival,” Yi Lijin said respectfully.

"Oh?" Ao Gu's voice clearly showed some surprise, but this did not stop her from walking.

The carriage continued forward and stopped at the foot of the glacier. Aogu lifted the curtain and began to climb up towards Gita.

Jingle Bell!
Russell, who was still boiling snow on the mountain, heard the sound of wind chimes from below. He raised an eyebrow, looked up, and saw a masked girl appear in front of him.

The girl wore a simple cross-collar undershirt, revealing her taut waist and abdomen. Her waist was slender and well-proportioned, her figure graceful, her legs fair and long, and her jade-like bare feet were crystal clear, exceptionally white and delicate.

Looking at the woman in front of him, Russell was full of questions. What are you doing here?
After staring at the girl for a while through the two adorable holes in the mask, Russell silently took out another cup, brewed some tea, and invited, "Wouldn't you like a cup?"

“Okay.” Ao Gu nodded, sat down on the ground in front of Russell, lifted her mask to reveal her beautiful and spirited face with light freckles, picked up her teacup and drank it all in one gulp.

Out of courtesy, Russell refilled her cup, but the girl, disregarding the temperature, drank it all.

"..." Russell was silent for a moment before asking, "Isn't it hot?"

"It's alright, I can bear it," Aunt Ao replied blankly.

“There’s no need to be in such a hurry.” Russell coughed and asked, “What is the High Shaman doing here?”

“I’m challenging you.” Aunt Ao raised her head and looked at Russell with a serious expression.

?

Russell was filled with questions: "Has the news spread so fast? Has my name, Luo, already resounded throughout the Tang Dynasty?"
"Where did you hear about me?"

"The whole of the Northern Desert is buzzing with the news that you subdued the divine eagle Xiongkuru. I've come to challenge you and reclaim the title of number one in the Northern Desert." Aogu raised her hand, gripping her staff. Amidst the trembling of the wind chimes, she stared at Russell with fierce fighting spirit: "Are you free now?"

Russell sighed, having originally intended to use the legend of Xiongkulu to attract Jiang Chen's attention, but he had forgotten about this airhead: "I have time, but could you let me prepare?"

"Okay, I'll wait for you." After saying that, Aunt Ao sat down and didn't move at all.

So, what gave your parents the right to let you out...? By the way, wasn't your father dying? How did you manage to get out?

Ugh! What a hassle...

After moving all the tables, chairs, and benches that Chu Te's troops had left on the mountain back into the house, Russell returned to the square.

“Come on,” Russell called out.

"You don't use weapons?" Aunt Ao frowned.

"it's the same."

Without any hesitation, Ao Gu stood up, leaning on her staff, which was entirely gilded and had an ancient feel. It was taller than a person and held in her slender arms, creating a striking contrast.

With a metallic clang, a violent aura erupted from Aogu's body. She raised her staff high, making it resemble a bronze hammer, and slammed it down towards Russell.

Russell had been observing the girl, whose every move had been intertwined with the power of heaven and earth since the start of the war.

Is this the shamanistic practice of the northern deserts? Interesting.

Russell became interested and gathered two kinds of strength, one soft and one hard, in his palms, preparing to use Tai Chi to test his moves with the martial arts fanatic girl, and also to experience this so-called shamanic art.

Meanwhile, Ao Gu, who was launching a fierce attack, was completely unaware of all this. She only felt uncomfortable. She knew better than anyone how strong she was, but when she hit her opponent's hand, it was as if she hit cotton. Then, her opponent used a strange force to deflect her.

“What a strange technique…” Once again, Ao Gu returned empty-handed. She took a deep breath and, under Russell’s perception, absorbed more of the power of heaven and earth. Even the clouds in the sky changed.

(End of this chapter)