Chapter 4698 — The Primeval Battlefield
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The two of them finished off every last pastry Wei Zhao had produced. When they were done, Huo Yudie wiped the corner of her mouth, still craving more, and just then Wei Zhao suddenly spoke again: "Want some more?"
"Huh? You've got more?" Huo Yudie was startled yet again, sizing Wei Zhao up and down as though he were some kind of monster. What on earth were these things made of? They were traveling far from home, and he clearly wasn't carrying so much as a bag—how could he possibly have so many pastries stashed away on his person?
"I do. If you want to eat, I've got enough to fill you up, guaranteed," Wei Zhao said with a nod.
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"Uh... better not..." Huo Yudie hesitated, then could only shake her head. Eating was just a habit for her, a way to satisfy a craving; there was no need to stuff herself. A girl who ate that much in front of others would be laughed at—and for some reason, she especially did not want to be laughed at by this fellow Wei Zhao.
"Oh, suit yourself then." Wei Zhao put the food away without a care, and Huo Yudie felt a fresh wave of frustration. Why was he always like this? The moment she said she didn't want something, he dropped it immediately—couldn't he have asked one more time? Didn't he know a girl was supposed to be a little reserved?
What on earth was wrong with this girl? Seeing Huo Yudie stalk off with the look of someone nursing a silent grudge, Wei Zhao could only shake his head helplessly. Women were hard to understand to begin with, and this one changed moods by the moment—harder still.
Still, Wei Zhao had no need to understand her. He was with Huo Yudie purely for the sake of the Thunder Mystic Vine; so long as that fundamental goal was not hindered, the girl could do as she pleased.
The two set off again, but they had traveled less than two hours when the scene far ahead abruptly changed. That stretch of land stood in stark contrast to the desolation all around it—lush and verdant, like a paradise fallen to earth.
"An oasis?!" Wei Zhao's spirits soared at once. Anyone who had walked for two days through an unbroken, monotonous wasteland would be overjoyed to suddenly come upon a rare oasis.
For an ordinary person, encountering such a verdant oasis amid the desert was nothing short of grasping at a lifesaving straw.
For a cultivator like Wei Zhao it was not quite so dramatic, but his mood still brightened instantly; even from a distance, he could not help feeling refreshed in body and mind.
Huo Yudie's reaction was far more direct than Wei Zhao's. With a thrilled cry, she immediately dashed toward the oasis at full speed. After two whole days in the desert, sitting and lying on the sand, she was covered in dust and thoroughly miserable; the one thing she wanted most right now was to find a clear spring and have a proper bath.
Wei Zhao did not try to stop her. Running off like that was a little dangerous, but with him watching from behind, it was hardly a problem. His divine sense had already swept ahead of her, and any danger would be detected well in advance.
The two quickly drew near this rare oasis. Huo Yudie was just about to charge in impatiently when she suddenly halted a hundred zhang away, frowning at what lay ahead.
"Why are there so many people?" Wei Zhao stopped beside her in some surprise. From a distance nothing had been visible, but now that they were close, it was plain that within this not-exactly-large oasis there were several dozen people gathered—and they were all clustered in one place rather than spreading out, as if they were holding some sort of gathering.
"This... what do we do?" Huo Yudie turned to look at Wei Zhao nervously. She had, without quite knowing when it began, unconsciously come to regard him as her pillar of support.