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Da Xuan Martial Saint

A thousand-year dynasty would inevitably face decay, and a hundred-year noble family would eventually return to dust. What in this world could last forever? Was it an Immortal Body, tempered a thousand times, or the Martial Arts will, in Heart Unity with heaven and earth? Chen Mu came to this world, his sword in hand, and when he turned back at dusk, countless heroes and millennium-old Demons had all turned to dust, leaving only one person on the road paved with yellow sand.

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Chapter 118: Drought

The trio hastened their step,

Chen Mu directly picked up the huge bundle of the White Wolf Demon from Xu Hongyu's back.

On their way back to An Yu County, along the way they saw a scattering of villages where villagers were busily fetching water, households attempting to draw water rapidly, even children as young as six or seven carrying small wooden buckets wavering by the well, waiting for water while it was still available before the wells and rivers ran dry.

Villages by the river were better off since the river had not dried up and fetching water was swift, but for those remote ones reliant on a single well, it was quite troublesome. However, everyone maintained order, with village chiefs directing water distribution.

This series of scenes,

made Chen Mu, watching from afar, nod slightly.