Before he began cultivating, he had been an ordinary man, so naturally he understood all the rules and conventions among ordinary people.
If one were to be serious about it, lofty cultivators were no different from ordinary people—they all had the seven emotions and six desires.
The only difference was that cultivators possessed the power to destroy heaven and earth, something ordinary people could never match.
"Young Master Blood Baleful crossed the Endless Desert alone. Setting everything else aside, that unbreakable perseverance alone earns my admiration."
"My name is White Wind. I am White Lotus's father and the leader of this caravan. If Young Master does not mind, you may travel onward with our caravan."
"That way, we can look out for one another. This Endless Desert is not a place a single person can cross."
White Wind patted his broad, muscular chest and declared loudly.
"In that case, I'll have to trouble you, brother."
Ye Lin cupped his hands again. Earlier, he had already experienced the terrors of this desert firsthand. By himself, he simply could not reach its end.
So, he still needed help.
For instance, the caravan before him seemed quite good.
"Hahaha, what are you saying? Taking one more person along is no burden to us at all. But if we leave you behind, the only thing waiting for you is death."
"Alright, we'll be cooking shortly. Go take a look around first."
After saying that, White Wind patted Ye Lin on the shoulder, then walked away to begin making arrangements.
Ye Lin stood where he was alone, looking around at his surroundings.
The dizziness from before had vanished. At that moment, his body seemed to have completely recovered, though he was still somewhat weak.
"You're far too frail. With a body like yours, you dared