A massive silver moon hung high in the sky, its gentle moonlight spreading across the desert, draping it in a delicate veil of silver. "Whoosh…" Suddenly, a rushing wind sound emerged from afar, growing louder as it drew nearer. A moment later, a dark silhouette emerged from the northern horizon, then swiftly sliced through the sky. The intense wind pressure generated by its high speed carved a massive, winding channel of sand—over a hundred meters long—right through the desert floor. As the dark figure gradually faded into the horizon, the scattered sand still hung in the air. Then, another dark figure surged forth with even greater speed, its powerful sweep widening the previously formed sand channel by more than double. "Damn it," the man muttered, "how persistent is this woman? Does she really think I'm worth all this effort? I'm just a humble Duelist!" The two wings vibrated rapidly. Listening to the rushing wind sounds coming from behind, Xiao Yan slightly turned his head to gaze at Yue Mei swiftly approaching. Though they were far apart, he could still see the playful, cat-playing-with-a-mouse expression on her graceful face. He couldn't help but feel a deep sense of bitterness. "Master..." He glanced down at the black ring on his finger, mentally calling out. The call lasted for a moment, yet received no response. Xiao Yan immediately frowned, realizing what this meant. "Big brother, she's a true Divinity King-level powerhouse—how could she be training like this?" He sighed, shaking his head in resignation, quickly swallowed a Qi-restoring pill, then vibrated his wings once more, increasing his speed. Moon Mei hung just at a comfortable distance behind Xiao Yan, gazing at his hurried, embarrassed escape. She smiled gracefully and softly said, "Little one, how about we go to the tribe together? You humans always treat us serpent women like slaves—well, then, I'll make you my slave, shall I?" Her soft laughter carried by a stream of combat energy reached Xiao Yan's ears clearly ahead. "Big sister, if you're in the mood, go find some strong, sturdy ones—my arms and legs are so thin, I'm afraid I won't satisfy you at all!" Though Moon Mei's voice was gentle and delicate, Xiao Yan sensed a cold edge beneath it. Without further hesitation, he turned his head and replied loudly. "Sharp-tongued youngster!" Hearing Xiao Yan's outburst, Moon Mei's face grew slightly cold. She bit her silver teeth and suddenly extended her slender hand, five beams of deep emerald energy bursting forth, intertwining and finally coalescing into five massive energy serpents. The Energy Green Serpents surged through the air with lightning speed, appearing at Xiao Yan's back within a blink. Instantly, the massive serpent with its rows of sharp fangs opened its jaws and bit fiercely into Xiao Yan's back. Floating midair, Yue Mei lazily brushed her long, flowing hair that reached her full hips, her gaze sweeping toward the dune where she slowly descended, smiling gently and saying, "The harder you scold me, the more determined I am to make you my slave." "Pfft, pfft..." With his head emerging from the dune, Xiao Yan expelled the yellow sand from his mouth, lifting his eyes to see Yue Mei now just ten meters away. His gaze lingered on her alluring, sinuous waist, his eyes narrowing slightly. As his body settled, a deep, resonant energy explosion suddenly erupted from within the dune. Instantly, Xiao Yan surged forward like a cannonball, blasting toward Yue Mei. Midair, Xiao Yan flipped his hand, and his massive, heavy Xuanzhong Scale materialized, then charged with powerful force, crashing down squarely onto Yue Mei's head. "Hehe, the little one is quite fierce—though that won't do any good for me..." With a gentle smile, Yue Mei slowly raised her snow-white palm and gently waved it, causing a surge of deep azure energy to burst forth from her palm, eventually transforming into countless slender energy serpents that effortlessly dissipated the power contained within Xiao Yan's heavy staff. Gazing at the heavy staff now encased in the energy serpents, Xiao Yan furrowed his brows and, without hesitation, released the handle of the staff, then shifted his body slightly, twisting in a fluid motion to instantly appear before Yue Mei. With a firm footstep, Xiao Yan closed the distance between himself and Yue Mei, tightening his fists and channeling immense force: "Eight-Point Collapse!" The powerful punch, brimming with intense energy, struck directly against Yue Mei's high, broad chest—clearly, Xiao Yan had no intention of sparing any strength. "Quite a powerful strike..." Moon Mei lightly raised her eyebrow, calmly assessing Xiao Yan's fierce attack. As the punch was about to make contact with her body, her slender frame suddenly twisted in a most unusual, serpentine motion. The punch, brimming with potent energy, skimmed past her high, ample chest and passed through, effortlessly deflecting Xiao Yan's close-range assault. "Thump…" The heavy blow missed, and the sensation of it striking the air made Xiao Yan pale, murmuring a soft gasp as he tumbled into the dune. "This is the gap between ranks—nothing can bridge it." As soon as his body touched the sand, he used his hands to brace himself, then executed a fluid somersault, landing several meters away from Yue Mei, who was smiling warmly at him. He sighed inwardly, a quiet sense of frustration welling up. Upon settling, Xiao Yan touched the lip mark on his forehead and suddenly felt a slight dizziness. His face paled, and he quickly retrieved a detoxifying pill personally crafted by the old medicine master from his storage amulet, swallowing it promptly—the dizziness eased considerably. "Damn it, this woman even has venom in her mouth?" He wiped the lip mark with his sleeve, muttering angrily. "Hm, this young fellow actually has such a fine detoxifying pill?" "It's surprising that Xiao Yan could withstand her toxic liquid all this time," Moon Mei remarked, slightly astonished. "Ah, time is running short—let's move quickly, little one. If you don't want to become my slave, then you'll merely turn into a white skeleton buried in the desert sand." Gazing upward at the increasingly bright silver moon, Moon Mei grew a bit impatient, her smile now tinged with coldness. "Master... I simply can't hold my own against her. If you don't come, then I'll have to give up." Seeing Moon Mei's demeanor grow steadily more formidable, Xiao Yan sighed in resignation and sat down abruptly on the dune, murmuring to himself in quiet frustration. "Little one, don't worry—help is on the way. For now, don't call me. Among the people arriving, one has particularly strong spiritual perception. If I try to reach out to you, he'll surely sense my presence." The old doctor's voice was rapid and urgent, then fell into silence once more. "Hmm..." Unexpected as the reply, Xiao Ran was utterly stunned. After a quick internal thought, he quickly masked his expression, his gaze subtly sweeping across the desert. Aside from the sand—nothing at all. Not a single援hand in sight. "What in the world is going on here..." Moon Mei approached steadily, a smile on her face. With no choice, Xiao Ran sighed and spoke softly. "All right, little one, follow me," Moon Mei drifted in front of Xiao Ran, her slender hand gently extended, the deep indigo energy within it gradually pulsing. Yet just as she prepared to seize him, her face suddenly stiffened. She lifted her head sharply, her gaze now sharp and stern, fixed firmly on the eastern sky of the desert. Silence lasted for a moment, then two shadows suddenly emerged from the eastern sky. A slightly larger, dark shape, faintly visible a short distance behind them, began to take form. "Ha! I always sensed a serpent-like presence here—indeed, it's true. And this one seems to be no ordinary figure!" The figure rapidly grew in size, and a robust, resonant laugh, carried by the aura of combat energy, echoed across the desert expanse. "Boom!" The two figures speeding across the sky suddenly halted mid-motion, their sharp gusts of wind creating the sound of a thunderclap in midair. Startled, Xiang Yin lifted his head and gazed at the two figures now hovering above him. His eyes narrowed sharply, and after a moment, he swallowed hard, his throat moving with effort. "Two Supreme King-level warriors?" At the moment these two appeared, Yue Mei's delicate face also grew serious. Her gaze shifted from Xiang Yin's form and settled coldly upon the two figures in the sky. Not long after the two arrived, a loud, resonant roar echoed across the sky, and the distant black shape gradually expanded. A massive creature, entirely emerald green, soon emerged into the sky above the desert. His eyes hurriedly swept over the six shadows that had fallen, and the already tightly contracted pupils of Xiao Yan now narrowed almost to pinpoints. He realized that among these six figures, five were strong cultivators at the Douling level, and the leading middle-aged man himself was no less—a Douwang cultivator. What truly stunned Xiao Yan most was the black-robed figure standing beside the middle-aged man. While he could vaguely guess the strength of the others, this black-robed figure left him with a sense of profound mystery, much like the one he had felt back when he first encountered Yunzhi. "Douhuang?" A wave of astonishment spread across his face, and within his heart, a tumultuous surge roared like a flood. Five Douling cultivators, three Douwang cultivators, and one possibly a Douhuang-level powerhouse—such an overwhelmingly formidable gathering appearing in this desert. What could their purpose be?