Otherworldly Desert Dust

River Girl Qiaqia indeed saved the host who was severely injured and lost.

Rarely feeling the warmth of the human world, the original owner of the host turned into a sycophant, feeding his Totem Blood to the fairy. Depressed at heart and ostracized and abandoned by his companions, without the protection of Totem Blood, he became lost in the Desert Dust!

What a pitiful sight.

Clearly of a half-noble lineage, yet living so miserably.

Forget it, rest in peace and reincarnate.

Your tragic story is tailor-made for a soul transmigrator.

I will avenge you!

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"Senior Brother Gu Yue, do you think Junior Brother Cai Ting is still sane? The fear brought by the Divine Desolate Ying Snake could have corrupted his mind, causing him to do things against us." Senior Brother Gu Yue walked at the front of the group and only lowered his voice to ask after Junior Sister stepped forward.

Seemingly arrogant and domineering, but in reality, meticulous and thoughtful.

Senior Brother Gu Yue clearly did not trust Wu Hen, this returnee.

However, he did not yet suspect him as an Awakener, since they were not aware that this poor wretch's other half-bloodline came from the people of the Nuwa God End.

There were a lot of low-class people.

"Still as worthless as ever, if he can't use Totem Bloodline again, then let him be refined." Junior Sister Qing Meng said.

"You can bear it? I heard that you used to cultivate together..." Senior Brother Gu Yue sneered.

"Don't listen to their nonsense, it's just Master required me to take care of him due to his father's relationship. But he remains as useless as ever, better to extract his Totem Blood and share it with you. Maybe it will help you break through to Heavenly Light." Junior Sister Qing Meng had a different attitude towards Gu Yue, with a few fawning smiles.

"His filthy blood, how could it help me? Leave him be, he's quite entertaining to have around." Gu Yue said.

"There is a low-class civilization within the Nuwa God End. They should have built up some resistance. Master's idea is to refrain from using force for now. We may talk to their leaders and get them to assist us against the Desolate God Ying Snake." Junior Sister Qing Meng said.

"Fine, we will need cannon fodder anyway. When we show our holiness, they will naturally see us as saints. Grant them some minor benefits, and perhaps it may indeed work." Gu Yue said.

"Yes, that's my thought too."

"What if they act self-righteous?" A man in luxurious clothes and long hair asked.

"Heh, we have not annihilated a whole group before?" Gu Yue said disdainfully.

...

These people had cultivation, and their conversation seemed to have a special barrier, making it hard for Wu Hen to listen even if he sharpened his ears.

Fortunately, these people did not guard against Wu Hen too much, and from some leaked words, Wu Hen roughly understood their intentions.

Their realm was too low.

Even his listening sense was somewhat suppressed by this group.

Not long ago, he had been smug about his impending Third Rank Physique, only to realize that below Heavenly Light, he was at the mercy of others!

"It's up ahead." The man in luxurious clothes and long hair said.

"I smell the scent of vermin." Junior Sister Qing Meng said.

The group stepped into the Vortex Ancient Relic Center, where a fractured Red Meteorite Altar lay.

Within the altar hovered a dark, peculiar Divine Pupil, and around it gathered many people searching for some kind of rule, trying to reach the Divine Pupil and take the seemingly extraordinary Yuan You Mine.

"These vermin dare to think of taking our Array Eye Fragment." Qing Meng said with a cold laugh as she looked into the Red Meteorite Altar.

"Just a wisp of our spiritual energy leaking from our fingers is like divine rain to them from the heavens. Given their insight, how could they know they don't even have the qualification to touch that thing!" Gu Yue smiled.

"Exactly, the shattered Array Eye Fragment has lost some energy. Let's sacrifice them to the dark nether." Gu Yue said, turned into a heavenly god descended from above, his entire body surrounded by holy light, making his figure look as majestic as a mountain!

Senior Brother Gu Yue seemed to enjoy the slaughter. He lifted one foot and stomped down hard on the altar.

From the rocks of the altar, countless light spikes sprang forth, piercing the bodies of those people who looked like vermin. They were killed effortlessly, their bodies skewered on golden spears, blood flowing...

"Daring to covet the Holy Sect's things is a death sentence!" Gu Yue's voice boomed like thunder, causing the people around the altar to cover their ears as their spirits suffered a severe shock!

The crowd at the altar began to scatter, with some wisely kneeling and begging for mercy.

But Gu Yue paid no attention to those prostrate figures and still stomped down, his huge holy boots descending from the sky, instantly crushing a group of living people into meat paste!

Whether they were the natives living there or Lost Ones wandering in the Desert Dust, Wu Hen could not tell, but seeing them being stomped to death like bugs was horrifying.

Utterly cruel and heartless. Despite their similar appearances, they were worlds apart in bloodline, making every other being except those with Totem Blood nothing more than crawling insects!

This scene reminded Wu Hen of the children in his village. If a piece of bread fell from his table, soon, ants would come to carry it away, only for the children to stomp them all to death once they noticed...

Such behavior was all too common.

Not only did his companions not consider Senior Brother Gu Yue's violence excessive, they even mocked the audacity of those insects who dared to covet human food!

Wu Hen realized that once they invaded Nuwa God End, facing billions of people who were like "primitives" to them, there would be no mercy, they would crush them underfoot as they pleased!

It made Wu Hen realize that in the Desert Dust, the issue between people wasn't just about status—it was about not even being of the same species!

"Junior Brother, there's still a cluster over there, go kill them all." Qing Meng glanced back at Wu Hen, hiding among the group, and instructed purposefully.

"Oh, alright." Wu Hen did not defy.

Clearly, this was a test from Junior Sister.

A test to see if he could use his bloodline power. If he couldn't prove useful, they wouldn't continue to be courteous to him!

Wu Hen glided to the farthest area of the altar, spotting a terrified group.

They fled towards a ruined temple, much like cockroaches exposed to sunlight.

Feigning indifference, Wu Hen threw a punch at the red meteorite!

The punch caused the rock to explode, fragments shooting like bullets, piercing those who had escaped to the ruined temple.

After throwing the punch, Gu Yue and Qing Meng both nodded slightly, confirming that this junior brother had no issues, as a corrupted mind could not utilize Totem Bloodline Power.

Additionally, during their earlier conversation, this half-blood junior brother could mention some details, proving his memory wasn't completely lost.

"Boom!"

Learning by imitation, Wu Hen channeled Totem Blood energy into his legs, then stomped heavily on the ruined temple in front of him!

The temple collapsed immediately, taking those people down into a thicket of vines below.

Casual murder was something Wu Hen could never do.

By doing this, he considered that he had saved this group's lives. As for the others killed by these so-called Holy Sect strongmen, Wu Hen was powerless to help.