Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 3179: Sated with Water

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Previously on Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability...
The group discusses a plan to investigate the Saintess Sect after leaving the desert. Little Nuonuo, who was pretending to sleep, overhears their conversation and suggests they leave immediately to get ahead of potential rivals. However, Qian Yizheng insists they stay with the Qing Family Clan Guard until they leave the desert, partly due to insufficient supplies for others and partly to keep Nuonuo from causing trouble.

"Considering they are all cultivators, they should be able to endure until we exit the desert, shouldn't they?" Min Yi mused aloud.

With an abundance of water provided, if these individuals still couldn't make it out of the arid expanse, their future utility would be questionable. In such a scenario, their lives might as well be left to the harshness of the desert.

"Never underestimate the depths of human nature."

Qian Yizheng offered a soft chuckle, his words a gentle reminder that his experiences at Huayan Peak had exposed him to the exceedingly complex hearts of many individuals.

"Even if the majority possess the fortitude to persevere, there will invariably be a select few who revel in sowing discord."

He held firm to the belief that among such a large gathering, at least one troublemaker was bound to emerge. In situations devoid of sustenance and hydration, negative emotions fester most readily, and a single ill-chosen word from an onlooker could ignite a conflagration.

"Do you also intend to depart from here first?"

"No, no, absolutely not."

Min Yi hastily recoiled, shaking his head. The journey into the desert had already been arduous enough, traversing it on foot. The prospect of retracing their steps on foot would drain him significantly.

"It would be far preferable to return by horse carriage; trekking through the desert is simply too draining."

"Indeed."

Yi Zhou concurred, his gaze drifting towards the infant who was feigning sleep.

Nuonuo's face betrayed a clear sign of exhaustion. It was only his lingering excitement that prevented him from appearing overtly uncomfortable and beginning to cry.

"Brother, should we permit Min Yi to administer the antidote to them?" he inquired.

A segment of the men who had been misled by the Saintess Sect had not yet fully recovered their cultivation levels. Was it time to provide them with the antidote?

"There is no need."

Qian Yizheng's refusal was swift and resolute.

Why offer them the antidote at this juncture, only to have them stir up further chaos amidst the scarcity of food and water?

"We shall administer the antidote once we have successfully exited the desert."

"Understood."

Yi Zhou considered the matter and found himself in agreement.

Min Yi, on the other hand, adopted a sulky expression. He mused that these individuals, who had so foolishly fallen into the Saintess Sect's snare and failed to react even as many others had already fled, were truly lacking in sense.

In his estimation, those who were so readily deceived and incited ought to have their cultivation permanently crippled to preempt any future disturbances.

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Several days later, the sizable contingent finally emerged from the desert's embrace and reached a small settlement.

During their desert passage, certain individuals had attempted to incite unrest, pressuring the major clans for provisions. However, all such attempts were unequivocally quashed.

As for food, the ration allotted to each person was strictly limited; if it was consumed, they were advised to drink water to satiate themselves.

"We will establish our camp outside the town limits and are strictly forbidden from entering to cause any disturbance."

A Clan Head issued this directive to the clan guards. The townsfolk were in a pitiable state, having already been plundered of their food twice before. While compensation was provided, the Saintess Sect members had engaged in a mix of coercive purchases and outright robbery.

Therefore, on this occasion, they were to steer clear of the town, proceed further afield, and procure their sustenance from a nearby city.

"We shall refrain from entering as well," several other Family Heads echoed in agreement.

Even if they were to enter, it was unlikely they would find much in the way of edible goods. Surely, they should leave some provisions for the local inhabitants, shouldn't they?

Upon learning that the major clans were prohibited from entering the town, the common folk expressed their discontent. They were all suffering from hunger, and while water remained available, its utility was limited.

However, having faced suppression on multiple occasions, they refrained from daring to cause trouble under the vigilant eyes of the clan guards.

Those guards demonstrated no concern for the townsfolk; if any trouble arose, they would draw their swords without the slightest hesitation.

Had the instigators not made a hasty retreat and swiftly admitted their wrongdoing previously, it was uncertain how their demise might have unfolded.