Thinking of Mian Mian lifted Su Jiu's spirits a little, and the corners of her lips curved up slightly.
"So you see, even without fighting, we can still get what we want."
Su Jiu had completely worn down the Snow Sprite's temper. It did not even want to say another word to her, at least not anytime soon.
Before she knew it, Su Jiu had spent several nights and days alone.
At night, she studied the stars to find her bearings; during the day, she searched for any clues this Jungle might hold.
Su Jiu rarely traveled by Sword Control in this Jungle. It was certainly faster, but it could also bring other troubles.
Flying high on her sword would easily expose her location to others. If someone used a Concealment Breath Talisman, she would be left at a disadvantage. An ally would be fine, but an enemy was what she feared.
Thus, most cultivators would not choose to fly high on their swords to find their way. This had long been an unspoken understanding among cultivators.
On this day, Su Jiu finally detected a cultivator's aura. Because her Divine Sense reached farther than most people's, she alone had noticed the other person's presence.
Even from a distance, Su Jiu could tell that he was gravely wounded and that his aura was already extremely faint.
Despite this, he was still in danger, and his aura continued to weaken.
Another dozen or so breaths passed. Su Jiu drew a little closer and finally saw that he was someone she knew.
"Help... help me..."
With his breathing coming in fits and starts, he was probably only a hair's breadth from death.
At the same time, Su Jiu noticed the Demon Beast pursuing Fang Xing. It was a fifth-tier Gale.
This fifth-tier Demon