Sect: Starting with Comprehending Thunder Skill Chapter 1510: Chosen Route, Heading North

“The ‘Huang Ze Continent’ is indeed safer than the ‘Buddha Light Continent’, but we must pass through the ‘Cold Ice Wilderness’, where snow and wind rage all year round. It’s said that even Nascent Soul cultivators might lose their way.”

Zhao Qi lightly tapped the map with her finger, sketching out the route Li Yunjing had mentioned, her brows furrowing slightly as she spoke softly.

“There’s no choice!”

Li Yunjing shook his head and said, “This is already the best option.”

“Husband, your current cultivation level?”

Zhao Qi suddenly asked.

“I’ve already reached the Golden Core Realm Fourth Heaven, ready to break through to the Golden Core Realm Fifth Heaven at any moment!”

Li Yunjing understood Zhao Qi’s meaning, smiled slightly, and added, “If we talk about combat power, I’m invincible within the Golden Core Realm. Even against a Nascent Soul Realm First Heaven cultivator, who knows who would live or die!”

“That’s wonderful!”

Zhao Qi’s eyes flashed with delight, but she immediately expressed concern, “But Huang Ze Continent is the Zhou Royal family’s territory. The entire continent is one nation, and they perform rigorous inspections on passing cultivators.”

“No problem.”

Li Yunjing sneered, “With our cultivation level, as long as we don’t offend the Zhou Royal family, they absolutely won’t send experts against us!”

“Husband indeed seems well-prepared.”

Seeing Li Yunjing’s confidence, Zhao Qi covered her mouth and laughed lightly, “Then we can set off.”

“Excellent!”

Li Yunjing nodded in satisfaction and asked, “Are you ready?”

“I’m already prepared!”

Zhao Qi smiled, “All these years, aside from cultivation and business, hasn’t it been for this reason?”

Zhao Qi had painstakingly cultivated over the years, and with Li Yunjing’s assistance, she had reached the Golden Core Realm Second Heaven cultivator. This cultivation was already the highest among Li Yunjing’s women.

Such cultivation, while not yet capable of traversing continents, posed no burden to Li Yunjing, allowing him to take her along on adventures.

Three days later, in the backyard of “Star Moon Trading Company.”

“All matters of the trading company are entrusted to you.”

Zhao Qi handed over the work to her trusted shopkeeper, “If any urgent matter arises, send a message to the ‘City of Glory’ for Xing’Er and Yue’Er to handle.”

Hearing Zhao Qi’s words, Li Yunjing smiled slightly.

In the “City of Glory,” Xing’Er, Yue’Er were still with Liu Ruyan. These three women deliberately kept a distance from Li Yunjing’s other women.

Currently, among Li Yunjing’s women, the first wife Yu Yunyi and the second wife Lv Ruoxi were grouped together; Liu Ruyan, Xing’Er, Yue’Er formed another group; Zhao Qi was on her own.

They were divided into three factions in total.

The current situation was still quite good. The six women did not deliberately create strife, ensuring Li Yunjing’s home was free of internal conflicts.

This also reassured him, allowing him to venture outside without worry.

Otherwise, if there were constant internal court struggles at home, he would inevitably be distracted, affecting his cultivation and the situation on the front lines.

“Don’t worry, shopkeeper, I won’t fail the trust placed in me!”

The elderly man in the late-stage Foundation Establishment solemnly accepted the token.

Li Yunjing, meanwhile, was checking over the supplies in his “Storage Ring,” ensuring each item was prepared in sufficient quantity.

The long journey was unpredictable.

Only by having enough resources could one feel secure.

“Let’s go.”

After instructing on business matters and taking most of the resources with them, the two exchanged smiles and transformed into escape lights, soaring into the sky and disappearing into the northern horizon.

The northern part of the “Great Ming Cultivation Realm” was the territory of the Barbarian Race.

These places were extremely harsh; the “Shenxiao Dao Sect” had united the Immortal Dao forces to sweep away demon fiends and the Barbarian Race, driving these people to reside in regions with harsh environments.

Li Yunjing and Zhao Qi were venturing into Barbarian territory for the first time.

Across the vast grassland, villages were scattered, still retaining a primitive aura.

Li Yunjing and Zhao Qi concealed their aura, transforming into a pair of traveling cultivators, strolling through waist-high pasture grass.

In the distance, a few Barbarian children chased a flock of long-haired goats, their laughter carried by the wind.

“I didn’t expect the Barbarian lands to be so peaceful.”

Zhao Qi spoke softly, “It’s quite different from the rumored image of savagery.”

“Barbarian tribes are divided into the Black Barbarian and the White Barbarian. These should be White Barbarian tribes, living by herding and possessing a gentle nature.”

Li Yunjing’s gaze swept over the tents on the horizon: “Some still retain primitive lifestyles, displaying brutal behavior that’s hard to eliminate.”

As they spoke, urgent hoofbeats suddenly echoed from afar.

A group of riders in skin armor, faces painted with blood-red totems, charged forth, encircling the two.

“Black Barbarian warriors!”

Zhao Qi sent a message, cautioning, but there was no trace of fear in her eyes.

After all, these patrolling soldiers were the lowest-ranking warriors among the surrounding Barbarian tribes, and even against Qi Refining Realm cultivators, they were no match, let alone two Golden Core Realm cultivators.

“Cultivators! Why do you trespass in our tribe’s sacred land?”

The leading Barbarian, wielding a bone spear, barked in broken Central Plains dialect.

“My wife and I are merely passing through, heading to the northern Cold Ice Wilderness.”

Li Yunjing smiled slightly, giving the other party the power to choose.

He disdained to initiate a slaughter against these low-level ants; if they sought their own demise, they could only blame his ruthlessness.

“Lies!”

The man roared in anger, “Recently, there have been three groups of cultivators sneaking into the Holy Mountain to steal our tribe’s sacred relics!”

He pointed his spear, “Seize them!”

More than ten riders simultaneously threw out lassos, the ropes entwined with peculiar runes that restrained mana.

Evidently, these were crafted by shamans within the Barbarian tribe and given to their men specifically to deal with ordinary cultivators.

Li Yunjing’s eyes glinted coldly as he prepared to take action, but Zhao Qi suddenly held his wrist.