Hun Changqing woke up three days later. Feeling his relaxed spirit, he felt much lighter all over, and his state was very good at this moment.
Hun Changqing was preparing to leave the clan immediately. All his worldly possessions were inside his storage ring, so he did not have anything to pack.
Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he ran into the room and rummaged around for a while. Not long after, Hun Changqing walked out from inside.
At this moment, Hun Changqing was dressed in a black robe that wrapped every part of his body tightly, and he wore a black hood on his head.
If people from the Central Plains saw this outfit, they would definitely recognize at once that this was the notorious Soul Palace Uniform in the Central Plains.
Indeed, this robe was the Soul Palace Uniform left behind by Hun Changqing's old man, and he wanted to keep a low profile on this trip out.
However, his face might cause him some unnecessary trouble, so he simply disguised himself as a member of the Soul Palace.
Right, when he went out to handle matters in the future, any blame could be dumped onto the Soul Palace. The Soul Palace members were basically rogue cultivators on the Dou Qi Continent, so people generally would not associate them with the Soul Clan.
"Heh heh heh..."
Draped in a black robe with black True Qi floating around his body, coupled with this eerie laughter, Hun Changqing made people feel a chill down their spines.
He arrived at the residence of the aforementioned Soul Clan Elder, which was a monotonous and simple courtyard. Outside the courtyard gates were two elderly Dou Ling guards who had no room for further advancement.
Although they were said to be Dou Ling with no room for growth, using them to watch the gate was still a significant display of manpower.
Now that Hun Changqing's left arm had not yet recovered, he naturally could not cup his fists in a salute, so he could only manage a wry smile at the two guards and said, "Sorry for the trouble, two sirs. Please announce to the Elder that Hun Changqing requests an audience."
"Wait a moment."
One guard spoke to Hun Changqing, then turned and headed into the courtyard.
Fortunately, there was no cliché plot of kicking a man while he was down. After all, no matter how down and out Hun Changqing was, he was still a high-level Dou Emperor.
They were guards, not fools. For matters like this, they should just watch the drama; to inexplicably offend a high-level Dou Emperor, one could only say they were truly tired of living.
Before long, the guard called him out and led Hun Changqing inside. Hun Changqing saw the Soul Clan Elder, bowed slightly, and said, "Elder, my body is currently crippled, and I am temporarily unable to contribute to the clan. I wish to head out to search for medicinal ingredients for alchemy, and I will return to the clan after I recover to once again offer my loyal service to the Soul Clan."
The Soul Clan Elder was not surprised by Hun Changqing's decision. After all, this was already the best choice for him; rather than lingering and waiting to die in the clan, it was better to go out and take a gamble.
Moreover, even if Hun Changqing did not take the initiative to propose leaving the clan, after some time, the clan would still exile him to the Soul Clan's external businesses to squeeze out his remaining utility.
However, since Hun Changqing proposed going out himself, the Elder did not stop him either. The Soul Clan had never lacked powerhouses at the Dou Emperor stage; one more Hun Changqing was not many, and one less was not few.
Vast was the Dou Qi Continent, and numerous were its opportunities.
If he was sent out and somehow managed to recover successfully, it would also be a good thing for the Soul Clan; if he failed, nothing would be lost.
"Very well. This is the token required to leave the clan, take it."
The Soul Clan Elder handed a white jade pendant to Hun Changqing, then waved his hand to signal him to withdraw.
"Many thanks, Elder."
After offering his thanks, Hun Changqing turned and left.
In a desolate desert at dusk, the setting sun sank westward, and its golden twilight spilled over the boundless great desert. The endless yellow sand seemed draped in a faint, delicate veil, and the undulating sand dunes were illuminated with distinct lines, appearing increasingly three-dimensional. Gazing all around, it was as if one were situated upon a turbulent golden ocean.
A figure walked across the boundless sea of sand. Stepping on the soft, fine sand, every step he took would sink down a bit, gradually leaving a clear and distinct string of footprints behind him.
Along the journey, patches of oasis grew progressively sparser and scarcer, and the surrounding scenery became increasingly desolate. Scattered withered trees were half-buried in the boundless yellow sand, their gnarled branches crisscrossing and resembling bleached skeletons, looking ferocious and terrifying enough to make one's hair stand on end.
This person was none other than Hun Changqing, who had emerged from the Soul Clan and already arrived at the Northwest Continent.
Sensing the True Qi within his body, Hun Changqing furrowed his brows slightly.
"It will take about another hour to recover my True Qi. Traveling at full flight, the travel efficiency of a Dou Zong and a Dou Emperor is truly worlds apart. A Dou Zong walks the void with their feet, utilizing their own comprehension of space so that the Dou Qi consumed is practically nothing, whereas a Dou Emperor displaying Dou Qi Wings relies entirely on the support of their own Dou Qi. Every time they fly for a period, they have to stop to recover their Dou Qi, directly prolonging my itinerary by more than half."
Hun Changqing flipped open the map in his hand and checked it.
"I am currently located on the periphery of the Tagor Desert, and not far ahead is the border of the Jia Ma Empire. Wutan City is in the northeastern region of the Jia Ma Empire, so I am almost at my destination. However, this Tagor Desert seems to be the old lair of that Medusa. Should I go take a look first? Play the role of Xu Xian? Oh no, make that Soul Xian."
Hun Changqing rubbed his chin, a strange gleam flashing in his eyes, but then he shook his head again.
At this moment, Medusa was already a Peak Dou Emperor. Although Hun Changqing's battle prowess was extraordinary, his arm had not recovered much, which would have some impact on combat. Going over now would make killing Medusa easy, but capturing her alive difficult.
If he was not going to capture her alive, what was the point of him going over? Kill Medusa to make snake soup? If so, why didn't he choose to use a Nine Serenities Netherworld Python for snake soup?
It was better to wait until Medusa relied on a Heavenly Flame to break through before capturing her.
Didn't the Medusa Clan all emphasize unwavering devotion?
When the time came, he would first board the carriage, then buy the ticket after it was done, coax her properly, and in the future, he would have the battle prowess of a Dou Sheng.
Queen Medusa did not know that at the edge of her sphere of influence, a man she had never met had already planned everything out for her. If she found out, she would definitely curse fiercely, "Beast!"
Abandoning the idea of going to trouble Medusa for now, Hun Changqing stopped in his tracks, crossed his legs, and fully recovered the True Qi in his body.
An hour later, the wings on his back spread, and Hun Changqing soared into the sky, flying in the direction of Wutan City.