Gradually, night fell.

A blood-red moon hung in the air.

The originally peaceful outer area of the Red Cliff began to reveal its jagged claws and teeth. The fierce wind howled, and yellow sand filled the sky.

The demonic wind mixed with gravel hit people's bodies sharply, as if they were being sliced by sharp knives.

If a person without cultivation accidentally entered the Red Cliff at night, they would not be able to withstand even the outermost area of the Red Cliff, not to mention withstand the strange creatures in the depths of the Red Cliff at night.

There was a poem about the Red Cliff at night.

There were treasures within a thousand miles of the Red Cliff,

If one had the life to dig them up, there would be nowhere to enjoy them.

If one were to ask where was a good place to live,

Where was the yellow sand that did not bury people?

From this, one could see the danger of the Red Cliff at night.

"Stay here obediently. If you can survive tonight, everything that happened before will be forgotten."

The girl in cloth kicked the last rogue cultivator into the pit and filled in the soil that had been previously dug out.

A moment later.

Other than their heads, the rest of the itinerant cultivators 'bodies were submerged in the yellow sand.

The leader of the group, the bearded man, said with a sad face, "Little girl, please let us go. This is our first time!"

"First time?" The girl asked.

They had worked together for many years and immediately understood what their boss meant by saying that.

They all nodded and said that this was their first time as well.

"It's true. We are all wandering cultivators with bitter lives. We had no choice but to come up with this plan! Please let us live. We will definitely repent and never do this again."

In order to increase their credibility, they all swore to the heavens.

"Master! Then what should we do?"

The girl in cotton clothes blinked her eyes and asked Su Xing who was beside her.

Under the night sky, Su Xing stood with his hands behind his back, looking deep into the Red Cliff.

The wind looked ordinary, but there was a strange aura in his eyes.

Just when he was about to feel it carefully, he suddenly felt a pair of small hands pulling him.

The girl's eyes curved into two crescent moons.

When she saw Su Xing turn around, she let go of his hand as if she was electrocuted.

"Huh?"

"What's the matter?"

"Master, can you leave them here? If they die, there won't be anyone to take care of their wives and children. It's really too pitiful."

The girl in plain clothes had been an orphan since she was young, so she was more sensitive to family matters.

This was also the reason why a few itinerant cultivators could make her hesitate.

Su Xing: "..."

When did I say that I wanted to take you as my disciple?

Looking at the young girl's sparkling eyes, Su Xing did not choose to expose her lie. Instead, he turned his head to look at the group of itinerant cultivators who were only left with a row of their heads.

"Immortal, Immortal, we have elders and children. Please spare us for the first time we make a mistake!"

"I have an 80-year-old mother and a few months' old children. What will happen to them if I die?"

Deep in their lament, the few of them began to sob.

Although they knew their past, seeing their regretful expressions, the girl in cotton clothes fell silent.

Su Xing smiled faintly.

This was a trick that had been played by people for many years in their previous life, yet these freelance martial artists still dared to use it.

If it had been someone with rich emotions, they would probably be fooled by their current performance. Unfortunately, they had met the traveller Su Xing today.

"Is this really your first time?"

"Brothers, swear to the heavens that this is definitely your first time."

"Alright, then you can swear. If it's really your first time, then we'll free you."

Just as the few of them were happily rejoicing, Su Xing added on.

"Who's first? I'll open the Heavenly Dao Oath for you."

Hearing this, everyone's minds buzzed and they stopped talking.

If it was a casual oath, they would not have cared, because these oaths were just words. Even if they really broke it, there would not be any big problems. At most, they would just be unlucky for a few days.

But if they really took the Heavenly Dao Oath, then it would be a different matter.

The Heavenly Dao Oath was an oath that a cultivator used to communicate with the Heavenly Dao, using their own cultivation aura to brand it.

If one lied or violated the oath, there would only be one end result.

That would be death and extinction.

Therefore, after hearing the Heavenly Dao Oath, the faces of several itinerant cultivators turned livid. None of them dared to take the initiative to take the oath.

"Oh! Weren't you all fighting to take the oath just now? Why are you all silent now?"

Su Xing shook his head with a smile.

The bearded leader lowered his head and said, "Immortal, this is really our first time. This fairy maiden can testify for us."

Perhaps it was because he did not believe it himself, but his voice was obviously softer.

"Humph! So what if it's your first time? It's your bad luck to meet me on your first encounter."

After saying that, Su Xing turned around and left.

These people were emitting a faint smell of blood. Their hands were definitely stained with a lot of blood. Naturally, he would not let them leave so easily.

If they died, so be it. He would just treat it as getting rid of the evil in the cultivation world.

He glanced at Su Xing who was gradually disappearing into the night, then looked at the rogue cultivators and bandits who could not stop begging for mercy.

The girl in cotton clothes gritted her teeth and thought that Su Xing would give chase.

...

In front of the Desert Inn.

The sound of weapons clashing could be heard.

On the screen, a variety of spells and attacks erupted one after another

The dozen or so people were fighting fiercely for a moment.

One could easily tell from what camp they had come from just from their clothes.

One of them was a group of Purple Cloud Sect disciples who had appeared during the day, and on the other side was a group of youths who also wore the sect logo.

"Retreat a thousand feet, or die!"

The sound of coughing was accompanied by a faint Killing Intent. Everyone stopped their attacks one after another.

The people in the inn were not unfamiliar with the sound of coughing. It could be said that they were both respectful and fearful.

After everyone had checked into the inn today, a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator who was confident of his powerful cultivation base started causing trouble in the inn. The sound of coughing was heard. When they turned around, the Nascent Soul Stage cultivator was already dead.

Therefore, when they heard the coughing sound, both sides stopped fighting in tacit understanding.

Of course, stopping now did not mean that their fight was over just like that.

"Humph! Zidian, if you are not afraid of death, then follow me, lest you disturb the seniors here."

"If you come, then come. Under a fair competition, even if I beat you to death, the Joyous Union Sect will not stand up for you!"

With that said, the two of them flashed a few hundred meters away from the scene.

Since the two of them said that it was a fair fight, the other disciples could only act as spectators.

After all, there was a common rule between the sects in the Eastern Wastelands. If the disciples of each sect fought in a fair fight, even if one of them was injured or killed, the elders of the sects were not allowed to find trouble with the other party.

The logic was, if everyone fought the small ones, the big ones came out to seek revenge, and the big ones came out to seek revenge, then the cultivation world and the sects would not be in chaos!

Therefore, in order to protect the interests of the disciples of the sects, there was this rule.

It was both a kind of protection and a kind of restriction.

The body of Zidian and the leader of the disciples of the Joyous Union Sect were already burning with the flames of battle. A great battle was on the verge of breaking out.

The disciples of the other two sects did not have the time to say anything else. They quickly went forward to support their Senior Brothers.