The Immortal Path of the White Rabbit Volume 1 Chapter 93: The Rabbit Patriarch

  Xiao Yao instinctively raised her head and saw a patch of blue sky above her, with four or five heads surrounding her from above. She wanted to use her divine sense to probe, but found that her divine sense was still unusable. However, the other party seemed to have no malicious intent either. So she rubbed her sore buttocks, which were rough and thick-skinned, yet still hurt so much from being thrown out with such great force earlier.

  Xiao Yao stood up straight and carefully observed her surroundings. This place looked like the outskirts of a city, with a castle visible in the distance, surrounded by lush green trees and winding streams. The area where she was standing was about 100 meters square, empty except for some scattered debris that had been sucked in along with her, and four or five people who were gathered around, staring at her with great interest.

  Just emerging from the darkness, Xiao Yao didn't know where she was. She remembered hearing someone say that new people would arrive and must know a lot. She looked around and saw a handsome man with bright red hair standing closest to her, so she asked him: "Excuse me, friend, where is this place?"

  The man's gaze swept over her and he replied, "Nameless City Outskirts."

  Xiao Yao furrowed her brow and asked again: "Which star district does this nameless city belong to, which floating island?"

  "Star district? Floating island?" The man laughed, "Hey, I haven't heard this term in tens of thousands of years. Let me tell you, this place doesn't belong to any star district, nor is it in any spiritual realm. Anyone who has been consumed by the White Devourer will be sent to the Netherworld first and then exiled to this unnamed island. Unless one can become an immortal and ascend to the True Immortal Realm, they'll never leave this place for the rest of their life. You can ask around when you enter the city."

  The man also stopped paying attention to Xiao Yao and began searching through the scattered debris with others.

  Xiao Yao thought carefully about the man's words, and it seemed that Bai Xuan was probably swallowed by a rift in the chaotic star field. The dark cave should be the same as the previous enclosed space. From what he said, once they were exiled to this unnamed island, they would not be able to leave again.

  With a heart full of doubts, Xiao Yao decided to enter that unnamed city to gather more information.

  But as soon as she sat down, Xiao Yao felt the pressure coming from all sides, her heart and lungs were severely compressed, and the pressure here was even stronger than in the hidden cave.

  At this time, the red-haired man also noticed Xiao Yao's abnormality and kindly reminded him: "You just arrived here and haven't undergone the jade thunder baptism yet. It's hard to bear the pressure here. When flying, it's better to transform into your original form. Moreover..." He glanced at the foot bath under his body and said disdainfully: "Most of the artifacts refined by humans in this place are difficult to exert their effects. You'd better not rely too much on these human-refined objects."

  What happened to the original shape? Xiao Yao, although she was confused, also noticed that under heavy pressure, her feet were slightly shaking, so she had to put away her feet, patted her chest, and changed to walking.

  It's only fifty miles from here to the city, but Xiao Yao walked for five or six hours, mainly because of too much pressure. She walked and rested until the moon was high in the sky before arriving at the gate of Wuming City.

  This city is very strange, with no gates or night guards. Although it's late at night, there are still many people walking on the streets. Upon closer inspection, she also finds that the people here are quite peculiar, with either delicate or ferocious appearances, hair of all colors, and occasionally even tails or facial hair. Most people who see her reveal a mixture of vigilance and wariness, and some even have an inexplicable murderous intent. Since her divine sense is unusable, she can't determine what kind of cultivators these people are or what kind of cultivation they practice. Judging solely from the surface, it's likely that there are many demonic cultivators within this city.

  Subconsciously, Xiao Yao tried to walk in hidden places and roughly estimated that this unnamed city was very large. There were three main roads, with many small streets and alleys crisscrossing each other, making it even more magnificent than the White Jade City on Meishan Floating Island. Since it was night, all the shops on the street had closed, and she didn't know where to go or what to do for a while. Finally, Baozi reminded her: "There are so many people on this street, just stop one of them and ask, why bother thinking about it so much?"

  It's not that it can't be done, but nowadays there are so many weirdos on the streets, after all, one still has to be careful in choosing a target. Xiao Yao stood at the corner of a main road, sizing up the passersby, and finally set her sights on a young man wearing a Taoist robe with a handsome appearance in an inconspicuous corner, as for why she chose him, it was also very simple, among so many people coming and going, only he had normal black hair, which was relatively pleasing to the eye.

  Xiao Yao took three or two steps forward and politely said: "Fellow Taoist, may I ask..."

  "Get away!" But before she could finish her sentence, the man's face turned guarded as he looked at her and retreated further into the corner, saying: "You'd better go hunt someone else, I don't have a single Spirit Dan on me now, everyone in the North District knows that even if you kill me, it'll be all for nothing."

  Xiao Yao saw that his Taoist robe was slightly trembling, and thought he must be really afraid. He quickly explained: "This Taoist friend doesn't have any malicious intentions, but since he's new here, he wants to ask about some things in the city, not to rob him of any spiritual elixirs."

  The man opened his eyes wide and looked at her cautiously for a while, then asked tentatively: "Do you mean you've just been exiled here?"

  Xiao Yao thought of the red-haired man she had met before who also said he was in exile, and nodded: "That's right."

  The man then said with a hint of doubt, "When will the moon be full?"

  It's exactly midnight now, Xiao Yao inexplicably raised her head to look at the sky, only to see a new moon like a hook, looking pale and desolate, and couldn't help but say: "Isn't that a new moon? Where did the full moon come from?"

  Looking at the man again, he saw that the guard in his eyes had dissipated, replaced by a hint of an apologetic smile. "It was my mistake, fellow Taoist. I hope you won't be angry with me. However, this is not a place for conversation. Please follow me."

  Xiao Yao hesitated for a moment, but seeing the man's eyes were clear and bright, she hesitated again before saying: "Alright, thank you, friend, for showing me the way."

  The man walked through several dark alleys and came to a small courtyard with a mottled outer wall. He raised his hand and knocked three times on the wall, and suddenly a hidden door appeared on the wall.

  Xiao Yao followed the man into the house, only to discover that this small courtyard was actually a hidden wine workshop. Inside the small house sat five or six guests, as well as an owner and an apprentice.

  These people's hair colors were all different. Among them, that fellow saw the man and immediately hailed him, saying: "Hey, Rabbit Boy is back! How are things outside?"

  The man sat down beside an empty table and motioned to Xiao Yao to sit across from him, then said to his companion: "First bring me a pot of fruit wine, I'll tell you later."

  At this time, the fellow finally noticed Xiao Yao and was surprised: "I said that Rabbit's not bad, going out for less than half an hour and bringing back a female rabbit, preparing to make a nest when?"

  The man looked at Xiao Yao with a black face, very embarrassed, and hurriedly drove the account away: "Go, go, don't talk nonsense, this Taoist friend was just exiled here today, I'll take her to familiarize herself with the environment of Wuming City."

  "Oh……" The fellow drew out his voice and took another two glances at Xiao Yao's black hair, then said: "No wonder you look familiar. You'd better tell me about the rules here. It doesn't seem like a strong place, or else you'll be careless and lose your life."

  After the fellow left, Xiao Yao raised an eyebrow and stared straight at the man. The man chuckled twice and introduced himself: "I'm Bai Tu, everyone here calls me Rabbit Old Man. My true form is a demon beast 'Golden Steel Rabbit'. I don't know what to call you, friend?"

  Xiao Yao's eyes twitched slightly, and she said with a smile: "I'm Xiao Yao."

  Compared to her calm demeanor, Bai Tu was much more enthusiastic, and said with a smile: "Honorable Daoist Ren, delighted to meet you! I'm not sure what kind of rare beast your original form is?"

  Xiao Yao didn't know the relationship between this place's demon cultivators and human cultivators, so she had intended to gloss over it and simply report her name. But Bai Tu was a straightforward person, and unexpectedly asked directly. These demon cultivators all had their original forms, and Xiao Yao couldn't just make something up, so after thinking for a moment, she truthfully replied: "I'm just an ordinary human cultivator, I don't have an original form."

  Bai Tu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said: "I must have been too abrupt, the true form of a demon cultivator is private after all. I just asked casually, Fellow Daoist can choose not to answer if you don't want to."

  What's with his tone, as if he's the one lying? Xiao Yao couldn't help but reiterate: "I am indeed a human cultivator, so there's no such thing as an original form."

  "Are you joking?" Bai Tu's eyes were filled with great doubt, "The Unnamed Island has always only had demon cultivators, human cultivators can't survive here."

  Xiao Yao's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously asked, "Why can't the people of the cultivation world survive here?"

  Bai Tu patiently explained: "Fellow Daoist, haven't you noticed that the pressure here is different from the outside world? How can a person with delicate skin and tender flesh withstand such immense pressure? In the past, there have been people who were exiled to this place, but quickly they didn't last more than half a month, slowly not more than three years, and in the end, all of them fell."

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  "That's not right," Xiao Yao retorted unintentionally: "Although Ren Xiu's skin is tender, he has a treasure to protect his body and can still withstand this pressure. Not to mention that there are also people who cultivate their bodies, their physical bodies are equally powerful, how could they die easily?"

  "Ha ha, fellow Daoist, you don't know this, but although cultivators have magical tools and treasures to protect themselves, this space has a suppressive and erosive effect on them. Perhaps in the first one or two days, these tools can still provide protection, but after one or two months, or even one or two years? By then, when the tools are completely eroded, everything will be back to zero. As for your so-called physical cultivation, which refines one's aura, this pressure can penetrate that aura and directly affect the flesh. Even scaled beasts with not-so-hard shells have died under this pressure. Let alone those who cultivate physically."

  Xiao Yao only felt that things were too unbelievable and somewhat hard to believe, but this rabbit seemed to have no need to lie, and his mood suddenly became complicated. This was a demon cultivator's territory, yet there was only one person cultivating here, and the future was uncertain!