Then Lin Feng asked Wu Ping to follow them in, and immediately the three of them advanced forward with Lin Feng leading with his imposing manner.

Lin Feng placed his index finger and thumb by his mouth, whistled, and summoned the Spiritual Horse. As Lin Feng landed, the Spiritual Horse caught him perfectly, their coordination flawless, almost perfect.

"Ping’er, stay close and don’t step out of my aura range."

"Okay."

Then, the two of them paid no attention to whether Xue Nian could keep up and just rode the Spiritual Horse forward.

Xue Nian, of course, wouldn’t be foolish enough to fall behind Lin Feng’s pace, but the group of Sand Monsters seemed to have locked onto him, attacking only him regardless.

Xue Nian had no choice but to withstand the pelting sands and stones from the Sand Monsters.

Not knowing how long it took, they finally broke through the Sand Monster’s defenses.

The previous land belonged to the Sand Monsters, occupied by them for years. Ordinary people would find it very difficult to pass through if not for Xue Nian’s formidable black giant axe, with which it was barely possible; he would have been dragged underground by the Sand Monsters if he fought barehanded.

At this moment, they arrived at an Oasis.

In front was a meadow, dotted with numerous puddles. Upon closer inspection, there seemed to be schools of fish swimming within.

Wu Ping dismounted, stepped onto the meadow, and scooped up a handful of water to wash her face full of dust.

She drank a few sips of water afterwards. After all, she was an ordinary person and felt hungry after long periods without food or drink.

"Shall we rest here for the night and set off tomorrow?" Lin Feng suggested to Xue Nian.

Due to Xue Nian wasting too much time in the Sand Monster territory, night was falling now. The desert’s climate was unpredictable and cold at night, making it unsuitable for traveling.

Xue Nian, a veteran in warfare, naturally wouldn’t argue with Lin Feng over this. Especially when it involved capturing Wu Tian, expending too much energy rushing would leave them vulnerable to strong enemies. Not to mention their plan to trap Wu Tian and Lin Feng together.

Thus, he needed to recover and prepare adequately for the final moment.

"Following Principal Lin’s advice, we’ll spend the night at this Oasis."

Immediately, Lin Feng went into a dried-up forest to chop some firewood and dig out tree roots.

Having experienced battles and marches in the desert for years, Lin Feng certainly understood the way of deep fire.

Not long after, Lin Feng gathered those dry roots and branches here.

Wu Ping helped Lin Feng set up the firewood, while Xue Nian led his horse to a lowland in the Oasis.

He didn’t want to stay with Lin Feng and the others.

He feared Lin Feng would see through his thoughts and discover the secret behind his giant axe.

This was his trump card, and he wouldn’t reveal it unless absolutely necessary.

The firewood was ignited in a dug pit by Lin Feng’s Spell.

Although the surrounding temperature was gradually declining, Wu Ping wore the Dragon Scale Armor gifted by Wu Fa, naturally shielded by Spiritual Energy, enough to keep warm.

Moreover, the fire in front of them provided additional warmth.

Once the fire was lit, Lin Feng moved to the puddle, waved a finger, and a fish with scale armor jumped out of the water, leaping on the grassland.

Lin Feng continually employed his techniques until there were about five or six lively fish on the grass before ceasing his cultivation technique.

Then he found some sticks, gutted and cleaned the fish, and skewered them.

Lin Feng placed all six fish around the fire, waiting for them to naturally roast. Once one side was nearly cooked, he rotated them so the outside faced the fire. Repeating five or six times, all the fish turned golden brown, emitting a fragrant aroma.

During the roasting, Lin Feng didn’t forget to sprinkle some spices on the fish.

The reason Lin Feng brought spices was because he often journeyed far and wide, frequently roasting wild game to satisfy his cravings.

He recalled the last time he returned from the Snow Domain; he roasted a wild rabbit atop a mountain peak midway.

Seeing Lin Feng being so meticulous, Wu Ping couldn’t help but admire Lin Feng more.

A man adept in both martial and culinary arts, only two such men she had ever seen; one was the retired Wu Fa, and the other was Lin Feng, now roasting fish.

After finishing roasting the fish, Lin Feng didn’t forget to invite the guest beside him to taste.

This was Lin Feng’s barbecue stall, and Wu Ping was the guest waiting to taste the roasted meat.

"How does it taste?" 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Lin Feng asked Wu Ping calmly.

Wu Ping nibbled a small piece of fish with her thin lips and swallowed it.

A burst of immense flavor slipped into her mouth—this was no ordinary roasted fish, but a culinary delight in the Mortal World.

The reason Lin Feng excelled in roasting fish was that while roasting, he continuously activated his Spiritual Power, fully drawing out the natural flavor of the ingredients, a taste unmatched by ordinary people.

After discussing this, Lin Feng no longer spoke.

At this time, Lin Feng had no desire to eat the roasted fish in front of him; his mind was occupied with thoughts about what to do tomorrow.

The present Lin Feng was no longer the rash youth of the past, charging ahead driven by sheer enthusiasm.

Now Lin Feng began considering the impact on others, no longer acting only for himself.