Cultivation: The Heaven's Fated Useless Genius-Chapter 59 – The Mysterious Bamboo Forest of Little Mirror Lake

But the Jiang family caravan's pace was torturously slow, and he was helpless, knowing he couldn't rush things, so he leaned against the carriage window to enjoy the scenery outside.

Suddenly, the carriage jolted, waking Hou Yixiao from his sleep.

"Don't panic, we've reached the Northern Wilderness border, routine inspection!"

Someone in the caravan shouted loudly.

Everyone got off the carriage and saw a not-so-tall city gate checkpoint, guarded by many witch cultivators in strange attire.

The city wall's foundation was only five or six feet thick, and the guard tower was just a small structure protruding from the wall, clearly not built for large-scale warfare but merely a checkpoint.

Several witch cultivators checked the identity tokens of the Jiang family caravan members one by one, and Gu Feng's group naturally passed the inspection smoothly.

Upon seeing Hou Yixiao, the witch cultivators were visibly stunned, as he now looked like Tuoba Zhu, dressed as a standard Witch's Village native.

Seeing this, Gu Feng smiled and said, "Gentlemen, he is a friend I met in the city, a local of your Northern Wilderness, returning home with our caravan for some company on the road."

With that, he quickly slipped a few spirit stones into the hands of the witch cultivators.

Seeing the spirit stones, the witch cultivators quickly forgot any suspicions, nodded, smiled, and walked away without further questions.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

After organizing the caravan's affairs, Bai Jugu approached Gu Feng, bowed slightly, and whispered, "Young Master Gu, once we pass the checkpoint, we'll be in the Northern Wilderness. Tonight, we'll camp at Little Mirror Lake. There are a few small villages nearby, and the caravan will stay for two days. You may act as you see fit, just don't stray too far from the caravan."

Gu Feng quickly bowed in thanks.

"Sister Fang, that's great! We can go to Little Mirror Lake to see the flower sea!" Jiang Chuyao exclaimed excitedly, grabbing Fang Feixue's hand and nearly jumping for joy.

Forcing a smile, Fang Feixue looked worriedly at Gu Feng, but he appeared calm and composed, as if everything was under control.

With Bai Jugu's loud command, the caravan set off again.

The journey was silent, and as the day drew to a close, the view outside the window was of the evening.

The journey was long, and everyone in the carriage had fallen into a deep sleep.

In the fading sunlight, Gu Feng took out a jade slip from his Ring Storage, infused it with True Core energy, and left a message in the jade slip:

The Jiang family caravan will temporarily stay at Little Mirror Lake in the Northern Wilderness for two days...

Then, he took out a silver flying kite. As soon as it appeared, it began flapping its wings. Gu Feng tied the jade slip to the kite's slender claws, reached out the window, and released it.

The flying kite was something Gu Feng had bought at the Yong'an City market, reasonably priced, not too expensive. He had bought a cage of nine.

This item could recognize a cultivator's aura. The kite he just released had been fed by Murong Ze for a few days, and if all went well, it would find Murong Ze by following his aura in a few hours.

Gu Feng had an agreement with Murong Ze, so once he confirmed the caravan would temporarily stay at Little Mirror Lake, he immediately sent him a message.

Murong Ze wanted to be alone with Jiang Chuyao.

Gu Feng, on the other hand, wanted to draw Murong Ze and his subordinates into his own plans.

Though their goals differed, they were essentially on the same path.

Gu Feng thought that once Murong Ze received the message, he would probably arrive with his men by noon tomorrow to join them, and his mind was at ease.

After another half-hour, the Jiang family caravan finally arrived at Little Mirror Lake.

It was now late at night.

The moonlight was enchanting, and the sky was filled with stars.

Everyone got off the carriage, and Jiang Chuyao, like a wild horse freed from its reins, happily ran around. It was her first time spending the night outdoors.

Yan Wushuang was at a loss for words. He hadn't rested well all day, using True Core energy to follow the caravan with his light technique.

He had planned to meditate and recover his True Core energy upon reaching the camp, but Jiang Chuyao's excitement left him no choice but to follow closely behind.

The night at Little Mirror Lake was serene and mysterious.

The lake stretched for over a hundred miles, and along its shores was an endless sea of flowers. A gentle breeze stirred the colorful blossoms, creating a breathtaking scene.

The caravan set up camp on a spacious grassy area by the lake, with a wide-open view and no obstructions. With the caravan's guards patrolling in shifts, there was no worry of wild animals attacking at night.

Hou Yixiao, now in the guise of Tuoba Zhu, had finished his preparations. He approached Gu Feng, bowed, and said, "Sequence, I will now head to the White Tiger Witch's Village. Once I establish myself there, I can assist you when the time comes."

Having infiltrated the Northern Wilderness through the Jiang family caravan, Tuoba Zhu's identity as a spy from the White Tiger Witch's Village was sensitive, so he couldn't stay with the caravan to avoid suspicion.

Nodding, Gu Feng handed him a large bag of spirit stones, reminding him, "Be careful, and send me any information immediately via the flying kite."

Bowing deeply, Hou Yixiao accepted the spirit stones and quickly stashed them in his Storage Bag.

In any place, having money makes things easier; otherwise, it's hard to move an inch. Gu Feng understood this well, so he unconditionally supported Hou Yixiao's work.

After looking around cautiously and seeing no one paying attention, Hou Yixiao turned and disappeared into the darkness...

Gu Feng said no more, blending into the bustling crowd of the caravan with Fang Feixue.

His current identity was that of an ordinary member of the Jiang family caravan, with no servants to command except for Fang Feixue.

The guards and employees of the Jiang family caravan began organizing the goods and setting up tents in an orderly manner.

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They had their own small circles, and those with closer relationships would set up their tents together, lighting a bonfire in the middle.

For a while, laughter and conversation filled the grassy area by Little Mirror Lake, with bright bonfires rising one after another.

Gu Feng had never done such manual labor before and didn't know where to start.

Fang Feixue noticed his predicament. Having fought outside for many years, she was far more experienced in this regard than Gu Feng.

She quickly and considerately said, "You go gather some wood for the fire, and I'll handle the rest."

Not standing on ceremony, Gu Feng turned to collect wood, only to find that everyone in the Jiang family caravan was quick-eyed and nimble, leaving no extra deadwood on the vast lawn!

Helpless, he used his light technique to fly a few miles, finally finding a peculiar bamboo grove.

The bamboo trees in this grove were extremely short, with deep green stalks adorned with large dewdrops.

Retracting his light technique, Gu Feng summoned the Bright Moon Shuttle without a word. With a flick of his sword finger, a silver sword light shot out, aiming to cut down one of the short bamboo trees!

Unexpectedly, the razor-sharp Bright Moon Shuttle failed this time.

With a crisp "clang," the sword light merely sliced off a small branch from the bamboo stalk.

Landing on the ground, Gu Feng was astonished. He quickly picked up the severed bamboo branch.

The bamboo branch was a vibrant green, crystal clear like fine jade, faintly exuding a mysterious Great Dao power, which left him secretly amazed!

The power was gradually weakening, like the breath of a dying person, slowly dissipating into the world.

Raising an eyebrow, Gu Feng looked around carefully.

In the bamboo grove before him, every bamboo tree emitted the same aura, differing only in intensity.

"What audacity! How dare you harm the Master's Bodhi Bamboo!"

A voice filled with anger suddenly rang out.

Just as Gu Feng was about to explain, a golden palm print came hurtling towards him!

The speed was so fast that Gu Feng couldn't dodge!

In haste, he countered with a palm strike, the massive phantom of the Void Shattering Hand crashing into the golden palm print!

"Boom!"

A dull sound echoed as dust and debris flew everywhere!

The two forces were evenly matched, leaving a large crater in the ground.

Yet the surrounding bamboo grove remained unscathed, completely unmoved!

Who knew what kind of fertilizer was used to make them so sturdy.

Even if Gu Feng were slow-witted, he could now guess that he had inadvertently stumbled upon the lair of some reclusive cultivator.

Mistaking the bamboo grove for ownerless mundane plants, he had damaged someone's treasure.

No wonder the owner was angry and wanted to teach him a lesson.

Narrowing his eyes, Gu Feng summoned the Fiery Sun Pearl, the Bright Moon Shuttle spinning rapidly around him.

After taking defensive measures, he didn't want to escalate the situation and quickly addressed the dark grove, "I am a guard of the Jiang family caravan from Yong'an City. I accidentally intruded upon your domain today and apologize for the offense. Daoist Friend, could you grant the Jiang family some face?"

A figure slowly emerged from the darkness...

Gu Feng focused his gaze and saw that the person was a young monk with bulging muscles!