The Days of Being Forced to Become the Savior of a Cultivation Civilization

"Currently, this possibility does exist, but the phenomena are not entirely consistent, and the organization you mentioned probably doesn't have any stable way to enter or leave this continent, right?"

Qian Xintong nodded and said helplessly:

"Indeed, to be honest, this world is completely isolated from the outside world in our eyes, and is called... sorry, I can't say (-_-). I also stumbled in by accident. Don't talk about stable entry and exit; now it's a one-way trip, a one-way journey."

"It seems difficult to draw a conclusion."

The two were having a heated discussion, while Xiao Kun and Zi Ying were still smugly posing, showing off their physique that showed no signs of exercise. The two were helpless to stop them.

"Look at him, he doesn't seem like someone who would cause side effects. Anyway, it's a good thing, so let's just leave it at that for now."

Qian Xintong was helpless.

"Indeed, the three of us... the two of us discussing this here won't yield any useful information."

"So, you two, shouldn't you tell me what exactly happened deep in the desert?"

……

The two recounted the story, one gesturing wildly and the other embellishing it, describing it so vividly and thoroughly that Zhiyue was completely stunned.

Kun Ziying: "In short, a demon, or the fly that Qian Xintong mentioned, disturbed my mind and wanted to use me to eliminate Qian Xintong, this hidden danger, which led to this fierce battle."

"So, in other words, two guys who were virtually invincible across the entire continent fought a massive battle, resulting in one having his cultivation sealed and the other reverting to childhood?"

The two nodded.

"So, in this room right now, I'm the strongest?"

The two were taken aback for a moment, but then slowly nodded.

"So that means I can now defeat two of the strongest individuals on the continent single-handedly?"

The two nodded...

"No!" (x2)

"You brat, you've defied the Heavenly Gang!"

"You need at least two hands, one in each hand!"

……

The three looked at each other, and the room was instantly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

-

Time slipped by unnoticed, and the sun sank into the depths of the desert, disappearing from sight. No one knew where it went, and no one cared. But everyone knew that tomorrow it would rise again from the desolate desert, gradually climbing into the sky, showering the earth with endless light and heat, only to gradually sink to the other side, repeating this cycle day after day.

The night was deep, and all was quiet. It would have been a bit crowded for three people to sleep on a small bed, but now there was only a makeshift bed on the floor, and Zhiyue, who should have been on the makeshift bed, was nowhere to be seen.

Qian Xintong woke up in the middle of the night and found only a sleeping child beside her. Turning her head to look out the window, she saw two bright moons hanging in the sky, the shadow of a tall tree still, and a slender figure sitting on a small stool, looking up at the sky.

She put on her clothes, quietly went up the steps, and opened the door. A strong chill swept over her. The temperature difference between day and night in the desert is extreme, so almost no one goes out at night, let alone sit outside alone in the middle of the night like Zhiyue.

"Are you crazy? Why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night, standing outside freezing and staring at the sky?"

Qian Xintong curled up, pulling her coat tighter around herself. Her face, covered in dark red welts, held a hint of reproach. She was recovering quickly; aside from the incision on her abdomen that wouldn't heal, the other wounds would likely be gone by tomorrow. Zhi Yue paused, turning to look at Qian Xintong:

"Oh, you're awake too? It's quite cold outside."

"I...can't sleep. Damn it, why is my cultivation blocked and my physical strength seems to have decreased too? Achoo."

"Weren't you sleeping soundly just now? You were even snoring."

Qian Xintong blushed and quickly defended herself:

"I...I...I don't usually snore...This is...this is..."

"You must be exhausted. You've fought a huge battle. It's no wonder you're tired."

"Yes, yes, that's right. I'm a gentle and refined lady, and I rarely snore."

Zhi Yue glanced at Qian Xintong, stretched out his hand towards the ground beside him, and with a flash of his palm, a stone bench rose up from the ground, with a streamlined shape. Qian Xintong sat on it, and it fit her waist perfectly.

"Wow, you've got skill in that area too. The precision you've got is pretty good."

Zhiyue was quite modest:

"It's just a small trick. Compared to you two great masters, I'm far inferior."

"Hey, don't say that. You could be caught by both of us with just two hands right now."

A moment of silence followed.

Why can't you sleep?

Zhiyue continued gazing at the sky, then suddenly asked a question.

"Hmm... I don't know either, I just feel really annoyed, but I don't know why I'm annoyed."

Qian Xintong lowered her head and fiddled with her hands, replying softly.

"Is it because you lost your cultivation?"

"No, no, it's not completely lost. I'll find it sooner or later. I'm very optimistic. Besides, I don't care that much about cultivation level or power. It's just a means to solve things."

"...An interesting idea, but it might not be applicable on this continent. I advise you to try to regain your cultivation, or you could do what that old...boy did and start over."

"Oh? That's too much trouble, no thanks."

……

"Is it because you're homesick?"

Qian Xintong paused in his clasping motion, lowered his eyes, and looked up at the sky like Zhi Yue:

"A little."

She shook her head again:

"You can't see my organization here—you can't see my hometown either. To be honest, I don't know where my hometown is. I've never found it; maybe it's too far away."

Qian Xintong's eyes were unfocused as he recalled some long-forgotten memories.

"I... left my home when I was very young, probably around five years old. I don't even know why I left, or why I ended up in a desert—ah, not the desert on this continent, of course. Looking back now, it must have been that two powerful beings fought and created a spatial rift or something, sending this poor, innocent little girl like me to a completely unfamiliar environment."

Qian Xintong suddenly changed the subject:

"Oh well, so much time has passed, it doesn't matter. My organization treats me very well now, and I'm quite content with my life... It's just that I can't find my old home now, and I can't go back to my new home either, hehe."

Zhi Yue glanced at Qian Xintong, who was grinning foolishly, smiled slightly, and said nothing more:

"Home... Actually, this is my home, but... I also have a hometown, the Kun family home. As for life there, well, there's nothing to miss about it. I can easily find it, but I've never planned to go back. However, in a while, I'll be taking you two back to my hometown."

Qian Xintong immediately became alert:

"What? Why are you taking me back to your hometown? Let me tell you, we have nothing going on between us. I won't recognize you if you take me there."

Zhiyue was speechless:

"Who told you that? I'm taking you to see a doctor to cure your illness. It's best to avoid my old folks; some of them probably wish they could tie me up."

"Huh? What kind of relative is this?"

"It's nothing, just some minor family squabbles. They're not really targeting me; I'm just a political tool. The guy they really want to target is still lying in bed, sound asleep."

Zhi Yue was taken aback, then suddenly turned to look at Qian Xintong:

"Did you forget to close the door just now?"