Samo and Zabu both froze in place after taking in the string of revelations Su Jiu had given them.
Just what kind of bizarre, kaleidoscopic world was this?
"Here in the Spiritless Land, there's no spiritual qi for us to wield, which is why we seem little different from you. But in an actual fight, even ten of you would be no match for me."
Samo came back to his senses, and his wits began working again. "So the people who kidnapped Moglis are cultivators like you?"
Su Jiu nodded. "Very likely. After all, there's a strong chance they're coming after me."
"But you've only just arrived here..."
Su Jiu's lips curved slightly. "Yes, we've only just arrived here."
Who exactly had set their sights on them?
There was nothing friendly about Su Jiu's smile. Even Samo and Zabu shivered at the sight of it.
In the end, neither of them went with Su Jiu, because she had made it perfectly clear that even if they came, they would only hold her back.
Thus, however unwilling Samo and Zabu were, they dared not add to Su Jiu's troubles at a time like this.
Dust churned through the vast desert, with gusts of windblown sand sweeping past from time to time.
Every so often, the dunes shifted position. Anyone harboring doubts might truly have followed those dunes astray.
But even with their resolve unshaken, Su Jiu and Chu Luohen had walked through this desert for a long time.
The direction they were traveling was precisely the one Gu Xingzi had divined.
Chu Luohen followed Su Jiu in silence all the while.
So this was the kind of environment she had trudged through, severely wounded herself, with him on her back.
In truth, if she had abandoned him then, her chances