“The figures outside are the guards of the Oasis. This place is still some distance from the Oasis, so it’s not yet time for this King to act.”

Tianxie Ziyin said to Yang Che indifferently.

Yang Che nodded, walked to the Spirit Eye Tree, sat down, and quickly began to meditate to recover.

Tianxie Ziyin kept looking up at the blood sun in the sky.

After Yang Che recovered his internal magic power, he followed Tianxie Ziyin's gaze and saw that the blood sun had dimmed considerably at some unknown point, and the scene of sand dunes was even reflected on it.

Yang Che quickly recognized that this was precisely the desert terrain where he had previously encountered those numerous figures.

“So Zi Yin has been sensing and observing the outside through this blood sun all along?” Yang Che thought to himself.

After a while, Yang Che heard Tianxie Ziyin say, “Alright, they’ve all left. We can go out now.”

With a thought, Yang Che exited the Magic Stone Space and continued flying towards the Oasis.

This time, Yang Che directly pushed his speed to the limit, alternately using the Flash Cloud Boots' rapid speed and teleportation, and the Dunjxing Shuo. Finally, after several days, a vast, almost boundless Oasis appeared before him.

Unlike Yang Che's imagination, this Oasis covered an extremely wide area, and a river even encircled the entire Oasis, flowing slowly.

This river almost clearly divided the two banks into two worlds.

In the center of the Oasis, there was a massive city, whose shape and design resembled an incredibly gigantic scorpion.

Outside the city, numerous stone houses, wooden houses, bamboo houses, etc., were densely distributed, extending all the way to the riverbank.

And on this side of the river, where Yang Che was about to step, there were also many wooden and bamboo houses built, but compared to the opposite bank, they were noticeably much more dilapidated.

At this moment, Tianxie Ziyin suddenly said, “Yang Che, find a way to enter the city. If you can get inside the city, there will be no need to forcibly attack the city's great formation, and this King can save a lot of energy and have more confidence in capturing that eleventh-level Yao Beast alive.”

“Zi Yin, that might be a bit difficult. After all, as an outsider Cultivator, my aura is really easy to distinguish.”

“No matter. Just keep using the Stealth Technique. As for the aura, this King has a way to help you conceal it. But whether you can enter the city, that will depend on you.”

“Alright. I’ll try my best.”

Although Yang Che agreed, he actually didn't know where to start.

After realizing that there was a no-fly Restriction above the Oasis, Yang Che directly walked towards a stone bridge.

Following an extremely secluded path to the riverside, Yang Che was about to turn a corner and continue towards the stone bridge.

Passing by a wooden house, he suddenly heard a faint cry for help.

“Brother, save me. Please save me.”

Yang Che glanced sideways and saw that inside the dark wooden house, several burly Cultivators were punching and kicking a small boy.

Yang Che frowned, initially not wanting to bother, but just a few steps later, the little boy suddenly shouted, “Brother, save me! If you save me, I’ll give you all my full pattern star stones!”

Upon hearing the words ‘full pattern star stone’, Yang Che became somewhat interested.

So he stopped, retreated a few steps, and stood at the entrance of the dark wooden house.

At this moment, Yang Che, while continuously maintaining the Stealth Technique, had his aura completely concealed by Tianxie Ziyin.

Therefore, these several Foundation Establishment Cultivators could not sense any aura from Yang Che.

“Fellow Daoist, no matter who you are, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business and leave quickly.”

One of them, who seemed to be the leader, was bald and somewhat fat. Seeing Yang Che retreat to the doorway, he immediately stared at Yang Che with a very unfriendly gaze and said coldly.

Yang Che indifferently swept his gaze over the bald fat man and the other Foundation Establishment Cultivators, then focused his attention on the small boy who was struggling to get up from the ground.

The small boy had regular features, very short hair, and a stubborn expression.

At this moment, his eye sockets were bruised and somewhat swollen. Yang Che's Divine Sense swept over him and discovered that he was actually a Qi Refinement Stage ninth-level Cultivator.

This made Yang Che somewhat confused.

Several Foundation Establishment Cultivators surrounding a Qi Refinement Cultivator, punching and kicking him?

There were no fluctuations of Spell spiritual energy, nor any traces of spiritual talismans or Magical Artifacts being used.

Yang Che vaguely sensed that there must be something strange going on, so he decided not to easily use magic power or spiritual talismans and Magical Artifacts.

“You have full pattern star stones? How many?”

Yang Che looked at the small boy with interest, while still finding it somewhat unbelievable that this small boy was a Qi Refinement ninth-level Cultivator.

The small boy looked at Yang Che warily. He couldn't sense any aura from Yang Che, and seeing that Yang Che looked very young, he called Yang Che “brother” out of desperation.

“I have six. As long as you can take me home, I’ll give you all six full pattern star stones.”

Upon hearing this, Yang Che was almost petrified: “Six?”

Seeing Yang Che’s expression, the small boy couldn’t help but feel greatly puzzled. He gritted his teeth and continued, “If you think it’s too few, I’ll add two more once I safely return home.”

Yang Che was somewhat speechless.

However, since it had come to this, Yang Che decided to still take the small boy home.

Eight full pattern star stones, what if they all contained rich stellar power? Wouldn't that be a profit?

“Let’s go. Where’s your home? Lead the way.”

Yang Che said to the small boy with a calm expression.

“Fellow Daoist, do you really take us for air and not put us in your eyes?”

The bald fat man could no longer hold back. He directly stepped out of the wooden house and punched Yang Che heavily in the chest.

Yang Che stood there, unmoving like a mountain.

With a ‘bang’.

The bald fat man’s fist landed squarely on Yang Che’s chest.

The next moment, the bald fat man retracted his hand and wailed, “My hand…my hand…”

The bald fat man was horrified. The punch he had just thrown at Yang Che's chest felt like hitting a copper wall and iron barrier.

He was certain that Yang Che had not used even a trace of magic power.

Moreover, today was 'Holy Scorpion City's' monthly 'Spirit Restriction Day'.

All Cultivators were strictly forbidden from using anything related to spiritual power.

So he was absolutely certain that no Cultivator would dare to use spiritual power within the Oasis area.

“Let’s go. This person is a Body Refining Cultivator. Only on Spirit Restriction Day does he dare to be so arrogant. Remember him, we’ll settle the score with him tomorrow.”

The bald fat man led the others away, muttering curses, but their gritted teeth as they left seemed to tell Yang Che that once today passed, they would absolutely not let Yang Che off.

Yang Che was expressionless, looking at the small boy whose eyes were constantly darting around, and said in a low voice, “Let’s go, lead the way.”

As he spoke, he subtly released a hint of killing intent.

The small boy's body trembled slightly. The opportunistic thoughts he had just been about to implement were immediately cast aside, and he quickly obediently led the way.

The small boy’s home was a bit far.

They walked along the riverbank for a full half an hour before arriving at a barren area that was almost bordering the desert.

This place was actually quite far from the river.

“Chen-di, you’re back.”

From the second floor of a somewhat old wooden building, a young Foundation Establishment Stage woman, as beautiful as a flower, ran down with hurried steps.

She quickly walked to the small boy, examined him carefully, and seeing that he was unharmed, she then showed a chiding expression.

The small boy, however, impatiently pushed the woman away, then went into the wooden building and rummaged around for a bit before coming out again and walking up to Yang Che.

“Here, eight pieces.”

The small boy handed Yang Che eight full pattern star stones with a pained expression.

Yang Che was about to reach out and take them when the beautiful young woman next to him suddenly pressed down on the small boy’s hand and said angrily, “Chen-di, what are you doing? How can you just give these full pattern star stones to others?”