Chapter 774: The Xia Clan
Han Jing muttered silently, "Can you be more into it?"
Xia Ji, however, had no intention of continuing to bicker with Han Jing and smiled, "We’re already at my doorstep. It would be unkind of me not to invite you all in. Come on, let’s go back and have a look!"
Han Jing knitted her brows, and the others also couldn’t quite figure out Xia Ji’s true intentions.
Inside, Han Jing was truly puzzled at what kind of game Xia Ji was playing. She followed them, clearly just to watch the spectacle. They took advantage of this mindset of Xia Ji’s to bring her along. However, Xia Ji’s eagerness to cooperate still gave her a bit of an unsettling feeling. Although she couldn’t judge Xia Ji, this peculiar woman, by normal standards, relying on a woman’s intuition, Han Jing felt Xia Ji had another agenda.
Of course, she couldn’t guess what that might be.
Yet, at this moment, another clear and cold voice came, "Since everyone is here, adding me won’t be much of a crowd!"
It turned out to be Han Qingjue.
This time, Han Jing was a bit confused too. What’s going on? Why is Han Qingjue here as well?
What is she up to?
Xia Ji, however, wasn’t surprised at all and pointed at Su Yu, saying to Han Qingjue, "You followed us all the way here, and I thought you could actually hold back. Girl, look, I told you long ago, you let him go that time, and in this life, you’ll never win! So what’s so good about men? You saved his life, yet it still has nothing to do with you. I’ve long advised you to give up. It’s true, ignoring the advice of elders only leads to current losses!"
Han Qingjue sneered coldly, "Mind your own business!"
"I have no interest in interfering with you two sisters fighting over a man. Even though you’re fighting over my son, I’m very fair and won’t help anyone!" Xia Ji chuckled lightly, and a strip of Red Silk flew out from her sleeve, splitting a crack directly in the desert ground. Light shot out from the crack, so bright that it was hard for anyone to keep their eyes open.
Xia Ji, unconcerned about others, leapt in first.
Ling Yue immediately followed.
The rest exchanged glances and also successively jumped in.
Han Jing and the group followed at the end, with Han Qingjue and Ling Xiang ahead of them.
Beneath the crack was a long corridor resembling a tunnel, eerily silent and devoid of light. Everyone walked in complete silence, barely making any audible footsteps.
They walked for about an hour, finally seeing the tunnel exit.
A sudden burst of light appeared.
At the moment they stepped out of the tunnel, everyone had the sensation of being blinded.
Indeed... they were blinded.
Because before them was a brand new world, an incredibly marvelous place that could surpass any paradise described in tales.
And where they stood was atop a cliff.
Opposite the cliff was a city so beautiful it seemed unreal.
For a fleeting moment, Han Jing thought she had entered a Western white castle.
Yes, opposite the cliff were castles after castles of white, shimmering in the sunlight with a soft, pearl-like sheen that was understated yet luxurious. They stood afar, seeing hills and fields covered with vibrant flowers surrounding the entire city; even from hundreds of meters away across the divide, they could smell the flowers’ fragrance.
Xia Ji raised a hand, and Red Silk flew from the edge of their cliff, landing all the way on the opposite side.
She gracefully stepped onto the Red Silk and walked toward the opposite side.