Chapter Sixty-Nine: Save Your Home, Ice Spirit
Poor Bubu Wang clung to Su Xiao's leg. He was most afraid of ghostly beings—not because he couldn't beat them, but because he had a psychological shadow in that area.
"That isn't a ghost. It's probably... some kind of elf."
"Woof?"
"When have I ever lied to you?"
"Woof!"
Bubu Wang's courage grew. He hitched himself to the snow sled and ran toward the ice spirit, his furious little eyes clearly saying, You scared me, huh? Now you've been caught.
After traveling a hundred meters, the snow sled stopped. Su Xiao rose from it and looked the ice spirit up and down. Seeing this, Baja spoke:
"Name, age, race, and—cough—answer the questions above first."
"Babalahsi?" (Unknown language)
"What the hell?"
"Woof. (Baja, she said you have diarrhea.)"
"Fuck!"
Ice Spirit: "???"
The ice spirit was utterly bewildered. She seemed unable to understand what Baja was saying.
"Kill her."
"Sure thing."
"Wait, wait! I—I can speak... a little... human... language."
The ice spirit spoke in extremely awkward Void tongue. It sounded like a little female donkey reciting a textbook passage—very strange.
This once again proved that physical negotiation was sometimes more reliable than negotiation through charm.
"You have other kin?"
Su Xiao didn't have much hope, but if there were many ice spirits in the Extreme Cold, they could be mobilized. Even if their combat strength was mediocre, he could have them search for other participants.
"Yes, yes, I do."
The ice spirit nodded repeatedly.
Su Xiao watched the ice spirit's eyes. She was lying. She had no fellow clan members.
"You're very familiar with the terrain here?"
"Yes."
The ice spirit's expression became noticeably more natural as she spoke.
"Take me to the place where you were born."
"Born...?"
The ice spirit clearly