Two pairs of travel-worn cloth boots stepped onto the sandy soil.
Feng Ying and Yu simultaneously raised their hands to remove their sunglasses, then turned to look at the blinding white expanse behind them, where heaven and earth merged into one. Their arduous days of being baked by Solar True Fire had finally come to an end. Given more time, they were confident they could comprehend the mysteries of controlling Solar True Fire.
Yu threw away her bamboo hat, scorched all over, and replaced it with a fresh blue-green one.
"There's greenery in both directions, but unfortunately, the two of us can only eat sand from here on out."
Places with comfortable environments and abundant spiritual energy were bound to have Immortal Domain garrisons. The vulture's smuggling route was simple: pass through every dangerous place.
Feng Ying took two great gulps of Spirit Wine.
"When Setting Sun shook apart, the fragments that fell off scattered everywhere and smashed this land full of pits and hollows. Who knows what price the monsters paid to carve out this path? We need to be careful. Anyone who chooses this road is bound to be vicious."
Yu smiled at that.
"Then that's wonderful. We haven't earned any extra money in a long time."
The two of them enjoyed appropriately helping Tribulation Immortals comprehend the path of civilization, helping them scatter away their ill-gotten wealth.
Before becoming immortals, they had often plundered Robber Cultivators. After becoming immortals, they had Tribulation Immortals as additional targets. How much they gained depended entirely on luck. After all, Destitute Gods and Hungry Ghosts and Downfallen Immortals were far more common in this world. Otherwise, they would not be risking their lives to make money.
Feng Ying handed the wine flask to Yu, bent down, grabbed a handful of Yellow