In the frigid lands, after my exile, I began to slay demons and monsters.

Chapter 74 Disaster Constitution

Tianyou lowered his head in thought. Yes, the demons were currently weak and usually wouldn't attack humans proactively. He had already sensed something unusual when he received news of the Flame Shadow Falcon and the Nether Mist Sable attacking the caravan. However, after Dijie wiped out the Flame Shadow Falcon and the Nether Mist Sable, it actually provoked a sable colony to attack Muyun Mountain City. The killing of one nest of Nether Mist Sables and the annihilation of an entire Nether Mist Sable colony were completely different! What could have triggered such an attack? The five leading sables were all mid-level ninth-grade strong, yet their Celestial Master Pavilion hadn't received a single tip-off about such a large sable colony. Now, there was even an even more powerful one yet to appear. Interesting!

"Okay, Xiaoxi, I understand. I will investigate this matter." Tianyou took Ning Xiaoxi's suggestion seriously.

After bowing again, Ning Xiaoxi mounted her Light Cloud Beast and rode away.

Watching Ning Xiaoxi's figure gradually disappear, the registrar casually remarked, "This young lady from the Ning family is quite an extraordinary person. In just over a month, she has encountered events that haven't happened in many years, such as the destruction of Panhou Mountain City's garrison and the attack on Muyun Mountain City by the demonic minks. She truly has a special destiny!"

Tianyou's sharp eyes were like knives as he stared at the registrar, his face ashen. "Ning Xiaoxi gathered intelligence and gave us advance warning, allowing us time to deploy our defenses. She could have easily stayed out of it after reporting the news, but instead, she rushed back to join the battle. Not only did she save her comrades at the garrison and help protect the mountain city, but she also sent off the dead and cleared away the hidden dangers of the Nether Mist. From now on, if anyone dares to spread such rumors again, I, Tianyou, will definitely ask the Pavilion Master to take charge!"

Fang Changshi and Shi Dianli had deep, unfathomable eyes and remained silent.

"elder brother!"

Ning Xiaoxi was halfway there on her light cloud beast when she encountered Ning Ziqing, who was rushing over.

Ning Ziqing stopped by the roadside, watching her younger sister's weary figure as she rode on the back of the Light Cloud Beast. Dried bloodstains clung to her chest, and her hair, though still tied up with a hairpin, was somewhat disheveled. Ning Ziqing felt a heavy weight in her heart, but when Ning Xiaoxi approached, she smiled calmly, "Are you alright?"

"Yes, it's alright now." Ning Xiaoxi jumped off the Light Cloud Beast and walked forward side by side with Ning Ziqing. "Brother."

"Ok?"

"The sable herd was stopped; not a single one could set foot on the city wall, and not a single civilian was harmed." His tone was somewhat proud.

"Ah."

"More than a hundred! It must be the entire clan that perished, not a single one survived." It's certainly satisfying to see that.

"Ah."

"Six subordinate officials and twenty-eight guards. Those were living, breathing human lives!" Qingfeng could only see them off on their final journey.

"Ah."

Ning Xiaoxi sobbed, tears streaming down her cheeks, blurring her vision of the road ahead. "Brother, I'm in pain!"

Ning Ziqing turned around and hugged his sister, gently stroking her back. He could feel his sister's trembling body, and tears soaked his chest and seeped into his heart. He wanted his sister to cry out loud like she had in her mother's arms before. Such silent crying made him feel even more pain.

Ning Xiaoxi returned with Ning Ziqing after cleaning up. She saw that the tents that had been used to hide people and draw invisibility talismans had been rearranged and arranged in a circle. Horse-drawn carriages were interspersed among the tents, and the horses had been put down to graze outside. The carriages had become part of the camp.

The campsite remained quiet, with everyone staying peacefully in their tents.

The outer perimeter was guarded, and the first to spot Ning Xiaoxi and Ning Ziqing returning blew a whistle to notify the camp.

Chang Qing rushed out to meet the two. He first looked Ning Xiaoxi over and found that apart from her pale face, she had no obvious external injuries. His worry lessened considerably. "Xiaoxi is back. How is things in Muyun Mountain City?"

"Brother Chang, it's alright now. The group of sables that attacked the mountain city has been wiped out by Lord Tianyou and the Celestial Masters. The mountain city was not affected."

"That's great!" Chang Qing exclaimed with joy. The terrifying aura of the group of sables that had passed by the exile caravan had filled them all with trepidation. He knew that if the sables attacked them, he and his few guards would have no chance of stopping them. Fortunately, the sables weren't targeting them and passed by quickly.

He then cheerfully instructed the returning guards and servants, "Let's rest here today and set off again early tomorrow morning." Chang Qing then smiled at Ning Xiaoxi and said, "Xiaoxi, you should go back and rest too. Your parents are very worried."

The two guards quietly returned to the camp.

The constables were relieved to receive the order; having the Celestial Master with them made all the difference.

Upon hearing the order from the guards, the prisoners emerged from their tents. The crisis was over, and they were happy to be able to rest earlier.

"Xiaoxi! Ziqing!" Ming Luoying, who was keeping a close eye on the situation outside, spotted her daughter and son at a glance.

"Mother!" Ning Xiaoxi rushed over and hugged her mother, taking a deep breath.

"Let me see if you're alright?" Ming Luoying patted her little girl's back. Xiao Xi had run so fast that she hadn't been able to see if her daughter was okay.

"It's alright, Mother," Ning Xiaoxi's voice took a roundabout way of saying, "I'm just a little hungry!"

When Ming Luoying heard her daughter say she was hungry, she didn't care about anything else and quickly pulled her back to the fire outside her tent, ladling out a bowl of thick sorghum porridge for her. "Come on, have a bowl of porridge first."

Ning Ziqing shook her head at her father, who was staring at her intently, indicating that everything was alright. She then went over and sat down next to her younger sister. "Mom, what about me?"

"Yes, yes, yes, we have them all." Ming Luoying happily handed another bowl to her son.

Seeing the harmonious scene at the Ning family's home, the other prisoners knew that everything was truly alright. They also began to gather firewood and started a fire.

Since all the prisoners' handcuffs had been removed and only adult men were still wearing shackles, there were far fewer clanging sounds. The men no longer looked distressed, the women were dressed neatly, and the boys and girls no longer cowered behind their parents and relatives. The entire camp seemed less cold and more humane.

Soon, several bonfires were lit in the camp. People put earthenware pots on the fires to boil water and cooked the hard, blackened steamed buns into a soup with a little salt. Although the taste was not good, it was better than the hard, inedible steamed buns.

Ning Xiaoxi didn't have much of an appetite, and felt a little tired after drinking a bowl of porridge.

"Xiao Xi." Ning Shi walked over with a burly man.

"father!"

"This is your Uncle Zhou Liangwu, who once served as an Assistant Director of the Military Equipment Bureau."

"Hello, Uncle Zhou!"

"Hello, young lady!" Zhou Liangwu said politely, "I know you've had a hard time, but there's something I'd like to trouble you with."