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Chapter 4881: 5.0633 The Call

The scenery before them had transformed into a landscape of bedrock cliffs and steep precipices.

A male cultivator from the Duo family took a step forward, suddenly felt his body tilt, and was about to fall with a gasp.

Duo Shanmei, quick-eyed and quick-handed, flung out a belt and pulled him back.

The male cultivator's face was ashen, and he stammered, "Miss, Miss Duo!"

"I told you not to act rashly first," Duo Shanmei also broke out in a cold sweat. "Look at the situation clearly before moving."

Everyone at this moment looked towards where the man had nearly fallen.

They saw that where he had stepped, there was clearly a rugged path.

The male cultivator hastily said, "I, I felt like I stepped into empty space. This path isn't substantial, it m-must be an illusion."

Everyone nodded with grim expressions.

They were all standing on an elliptical platform at this moment. Looking down, tree root stone pillars supported the platform they stood on.

Looking forward, it was a hazy expanse, with several small paths leading to the strange cliffs and broken walls ahead. Each winding, rugged path ultimately disappeared into a dense fog, making it impossible to see what lay ahead.

"Which path should we take?"

Having traveled for a while, the little poker-faced girl was a bit hungry. She had just pulled out half a steamed bun and was taking a bite when she happened to notice everyone's gaze fixed on her. A sense of bewilderment immediately arose within her.

She quickly, as if guarding her food, shoved the half-eaten bun into her small mouth in a couple of bites, watching everyone warily.

Everyone immediately felt dumbfounded by her.

Please! We don't want to steal your steamed bun...

Young Master Qin Da couldn't help but twitch his eye. Cultivators don't really starve to death even if they don't eat for three, five, or seven days; there's really no need to try and snatch half a steamed bun.

Murong Fei couldn't help but cough. "Um... Little, Junior Sister, how about you point the way?"

Everyone nodded in unison.

Before them, seventeen or eighteen branching paths wound their way. When unable to decide which one to take, everyone inexplicably thought it would be better to let the poker-faced girl point the way.

Indeed, when it came to luck, the poker-faced girl was absolutely gifted and top-notch.

Seeing everyone's trusting gazes all fixed on her, Lord Qiao Qiao looked at them strangely.

She truly didn't understand why these people had so much faith in her; even she herself wasn't sure.

Qiao Mu's gaze swept over the seventeen or eighteen branching paths, then she raised a finger and pointed to a small path on the left overgrown with withered grass.

"That one?" A cultivator looked at it doubtfully. The path beside this withered grass path, paved with pebbles, seemed much easier to walk on.

"Can you tell us why you chose this path?" Old Steward Luo asked with a chuckle.

Qiao Mu had already stepped onto that path, casually dropping two words: "Intuition."

She just had a feeling that something was waiting for her ahead. This feeling grew stronger the further she walked.

It was as if... something was calling to her.

Calling to her intensely!

Qiao Mu stepped onto the small path of withered branches and leaves, walking forward without hesitation.

The rest of the people hastily followed.

Old Steward Luo's eyes flickered slightly. When he turned to look at Young Master Da, he saw that Young Master Qin Da had already stepped forward to follow, so he could only reluctantly follow as well.

As they walked onto this small path, the dozens of rugged岔 (forked) paths around them instantly vanished.

This path led directly into a densely foggy area ahead, as if extending deep into the forest. It looked rugged, but upon walking on it, they found it remarkably flat.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, their steps light as they quickly followed.