The desert was anything but peaceful.
Bai Yujun felt that the Sand Monster would not simply swallow this insult. Ordinary merchant caravans and travelers rarely took the Dragon Gate Desert route. Those who came here were either experts or people with nowhere else to turn. Experts did not care, at most speeding up when the harassment became too annoying. Ordinary people, meanwhile, needed to carry all sorts of bizarre desert idols.
Who knew what offerings those wild weed gods and evil spirits demanded? As a Chunyang Disciple, Bai naturally could not be bothered with such petty grass gods.
"Heizi, do you think that Sand Monster will come back for revenge after suffering a loss?"
"Neigh~"
"All right. I'm interested in Sand Monsters too. Let's see if they show up later. I'll catch one to play with and see whether any part of it is edible. Hopefully it won't be a case of eating what you lack."
Monsters differed from demons. Some were strong, some weak. The strong kind could be invincible beneath heaven, while a weak monster could be pecked to death by a chicken.
Most monsters had no cultivation realms. They merely relied on their species' innate gifts to hunt and survive. Sand Monsters, for example, were extremely troublesome. There were plenty of cultivators and demons stronger than them, but environmental factors made them difficult to kill. Unless one found the right method, wasting that much time was less worthwhile than carrying a petty grass god's statue.
Sure enough, barely half an incense stick later, the Sand Monsters appeared again—and there were an enormous number of them...
"Too many..."
As far as the eye could see, small bulges raced through the sand everywhere, rising and falling along the dunes as they rapidly closed in!
She drew several lines around