Seven Star Island Ice Desert Wasteland

Despite all the scheming and deception, the party of four ultimately set out smoothly. After all, the lure of the Ancient Qilin Cave was no small matter; even Nascent Soul Realm old monsters coveted the treasures left within.

Patriarch Kunnan's appearance was also different from what Lin Xuan had imagined. On the surface, he did not look the least bit vicious; he even had a somewhat transcendent, sage-like air. The ancients had long said it: one could not judge a person by appearance.

With Madam Black Python leading the way, the four of them headed north. In the blink of an eye, it was already the fifteenth day since their departure.

At first, there was nothing unusual, but as time went by, doubts gradually rose in Lin Xuan's heart. In fact, it was not just him; the other two Nascent Soul Realm old monsters had also clearly grown somewhat unable to sit still these past few days.

That evening, just as usual, the four drew in their escape lights and slowly descended.

Searching for the Qilin Cave was not something that could be accomplished in a single morning or evening, so naturally the four would not travel through the night. Moreover, Demon Spirit Island was fraught with danger; maintaining abundant magic power at all times was the first priority!

"Madam, it is not that Bai is being talkative, but have you truly not mistaken the route? If we continue north, we will be entering the Ice Desert Wasteland," Bailu Boy said suddenly, sitting cross-legged, his tone somewhat impolite.

"Indeed. We accepted Madam's invitation and came out together to seek treasure, so we should naturally join our hearts and strength. But now that so many days have passed, Madam still refuses to reveal even the slightest hint of where our destination