A Tier Five Sword Venerable frowned slightly. To be honest, even though they held the title of Guardian, they were little more than servants in front of Ouyang Yu. Otherwise, Ouyang Hong wouldn't have been so agitated.
"What's so inappropriate? It's just some common Mortal World! A few women—you think they can escape my grasp?" Ouyang Yu sneered, a lecherous expression on his face, as if Ling Xiao's women were already his for the taking.
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Ling Xiao sped onward without pause. The farthest he had ever traveled in this world was the Zichuan Empire; he had never ventured any further west. Beyond the Zichuan Empire lay a vast desert, a nearly impossible crossing for ordinary people. The only way around was to take a ship by sea, bypassing the desert entirely, then disembark at a port in one of the nations on the other side and continue by land.
