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

On the edge of the city, a tower fell silent.

Towers like these were evenly distributed along the city's borders, serving as passageways for the garrison to reach the city walls, and were usually not open to outsiders.

Yingzi didn't run back towards the hotel, but continued walking in the other direction, arriving at the border of the city on the opposite side of the desert, under a tower.

Like the other towers, this tower has only one entrance, guarded by a single soldier.

But this tower was neither an armory nor a storage place for valuables, so no one would have any ulterior motives. The guard was also swaying, as if he were dozing off.

Yingzi was secretly delighted. She slowed her pace and quickly crept up to the side of the tower without the guard noticing.

He felt around on the wall and successfully found a loose brick in a certain spot. This was a backup plan he had left in this city during his exile years, and it had been there for quite some time.

His remembering this place was actually an accident.

In fact, his existing memories are all related to Kunling and his parents. He only remembers the layout of this city because he once built that shrine in this city.

"Very good, the secret passage is fine. That imposter either failed to obtain all the memories, or he was too arrogant to bother dealing with him. Either way, it's good news."

"Seriously, how many years ago was this? At least two hundred years? It's still so well preserved; the building's age is truly remarkable, haha."

Yingzi let out a triumphant laugh, fumbled around on the wall for a while, and then triggered the mechanism, entering the ascending passage inside the tower.

The guard heard the noise and looked up sharply, but seeing nothing, he gradually lowered his head again.

This is a rotating tower staircase. Since the magnetic platform levitation staircase was fully implemented, this place has been almost abandoned. No one ever goes up from here. After all, it is a city wall that is over a hundred meters high, and it would really take some effort to climb up.

"Phew...phew...phew...finally up..."

Climbing over a hundred meters in one breath would leave even a newly enlightened cultivator breathless for a while, let alone a four or five-year-old child.

Yingzi successfully reached the top and arrived at the hundred-meter-high city wall.

It truly is a place where "all mountains appear small from the top of the hill," as one can almost see the entire Zhenyue city from here.

But in fact, if you turn your attention to the outside of the wall, you will find that there is an even larger city outside the wall, which is just as prosperous as the one inside the wall.

It turns out that what this city wall encircles is only a part of Zhenyue City.

This part of the city was specifically for outsiders coming from the west; it was a "special zone".

Looking into the distance, one can see that the western city wall extends far beyond the area it encircles, radiating outwards in both directions and stretching as far as the eye can see, giving it the imposing presence of encompassing the entire desolate desert.

"As expected of the Zhenyue City Wall of the Kun family, it has prevented wind and sand from spreading for so many years without ever having any problems."

Ha, coming to think of it again, the biggest crisis in recent years was actually created by me.

Thinking of this, Yingzi's eyes darkened.

He thought of the Shimogake couple, who had died because of him.

The thought that the damn imposter had driven him to instigate a man-made disaster, causing massive losses and casualties, and that he was still sitting in his seat, filled him with rage.

I wish I could tear off his disguise right now and uproot all the "flies" behind him and drive them all out of the continent of Pangde.

"Sigh, you can't be hasty when doing things; you have to take it one step at a time."

With that thought in mind, Yingzi prepared to return to the west.

He came here simply to test the imposter's character. If he were a cautious man, he certainly wouldn't have left this mysterious secret passage unexplored.

Now it seems that this guy is either arrogant and dismissive of it, or extremely confident that Kun Ziying himself will never be able to make a comeback.

"Regardless of the possibility, this is undoubtedly good news. At the very least, the enemy knows who we are—"

"Who's there!"

A guard spotted Yingzi, drew his musket from his waist, and shouted at her.

"This is troublesome..."

Yingzi had a bad feeling; now she had no choice but to resort to her tried-and-tested trick:

"Uncle, I was wrong! Please don't kill me! Waaaaah..."

Hearing that it was a child's voice, the guard was clearly taken aback. He leaned closer for a closer look and found that it really was a child there, dressed in a black robe, making him difficult to spot in the darkness.

"Hey, you little brat, why do you always talk about fighting and killing?"

The guard's tone visibly relaxed:

"What are you doing wandering around outside so late at night? And how did you even get up here?"

Yingzi still used a childlike voice, pretending to be very nervous:

"I...I ran here and somehow ended up on a staircase, and then I just climbed up."

The guard scratched his head:

"Huh? The stairs... how long has it been since anyone walked on those things?"

"Alright, alright, it's late at night. Aren't you afraid of getting kidnapped? Go home quickly, don't worry your family."

Yingzi: "Don't be afraid, because there are guards in the city. Even if I'm arrested, you can still rescue me."

The guard couldn't help but laugh:

"Hey you little rascal, you're not very tall, but you've got a sweet tongue."

"Tsk, but I have to go on patrol, so I can't take you home. Do you want me to find a guard to take you?"

Yingzi: "Uh, no, thank you, Uncle. I can find my way home myself. Goodbye, Uncle!"

Before she could finish speaking, Yingzi dashed off, leaving the guard standing there alone.

"That little rascal, he's pretty fast—wait, how does he know where the floating ladder is?"

-

"Phew, that was close... I'm really getting more and more used to being a kid—and it's actually quite useful."

Yingzi returned to the ground safely and swaggered out through the main entrance.

The guard at the gate was almost asleep when he saw a little child swaggering down the floating ladder. He thought he was still half asleep, rubbed his eyes, and went back to sleep.

-

"Hmph, you've come to the right person by hiring me as your tour guide."

I was born and raised in Zhenyue, a true-blue Zhenyue native. There's nowhere in this entire Zhenyue city I can't go, and nothing I don't know!

Kano looked proud, his neck held high, while Zhiyue could only weakly echo him:

"Wow, that's amazing! Miss Cano, please show this country bumpkin around!"

Kano raised an eyebrow, then suddenly leaned closer to Zhiyue, staring intently into his eyes, and said:

"By the way... are you really from the desert?"

Zhiyue looked puzzled:

"Of course, is there a problem?"

Cano continued to stare intently at him, his eyes slightly narrowed:

What is the name of this desert?

"A desolate desert. Everyone knows that, right?"

"Tch, none of your business—what's the village's name?"

"Nijimura is on the other side of the desert."

"What, is your father in charge of the census? He's calling you, young lady, to help him out?"

"Go away, what young lady? My father is a military leader, but I'm not... I'm not even a soldier now—so, how many days' journey did it take you to get here?"

"Let me think... about five days, all on foot."

At this point, Kano finally gradually distanced himself from the two and nodded:

"Hmm...it seems you really are from the west."

That's strange. You're just a country bumpkin, how come you always give me this inexplicable feeling...

Hmm, I can't quite put my finger on how it feels. Oh well, it's not important.

Zhi Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief; this little girl had a sharp intuition.

"Why do you sound so familiar with the west?"

Kano chuckled:

"Hehe, I have no idea how long you're supposed to walk, it just sounds pretty real."

Zhi Yueqian chuckled, realizing it was just a wild guess based on intuition.

"Hey, come on, come on, I'll take you to some fun places, you can keep up!"