After a moment's thought, Jiang Ling still shook her head:
"Perhaps you're overthinking it."
"This is only the Lower Realm, after all. Its laws of heaven and earth are incomplete, and spiritual energy is scarce. It could never compare to the Immortal Realm, so it's only natural that it seems weaker."
Her gaze turned toward the frightened members of the Demon Race:
"Besides, whatever strange secrets lie behind this, our first priority is to get the Time Amber."
"Don't let pointless speculation delay our real business."
Hearing Jiang Ling's words, Si Shuo shrugged. "True enough."
His Lineage's tradition was simple: if you couldn't figure it out, stop thinking about it.
"Getting that lousy rock first is what matters."
With that, he swaggered over to the still-shaken demons, swaying with every step.
"Ahem."
"Well, now... good folks of the Wilds Desolation Realm, sorry about the fright!"
At this point, several eighth- and ninth-tier demons steeled themselves and came forward.
"Th-thank you, exalted immortals, for saving our lives! Had you two not descended, our Wilds Desolation Realm's Ancestral Court would have been utterly destroyed today..."
Si Shuo spoke with a beaming smile, his voice warm and friendly:
"Now, now, stop right there! Meeting at all means fate brought us together."
"We merely drew our blades when we saw injustice on the road. There's no need to be so moved."
"No need to thank us for saving your lives, and offering yourselves in marriage is entirely unnecessary!"
"However..."
He patted an old demon on the shoulder, acting as though they were already old friends:
"My friend, look, we came all this way and put in both work and effort. Even without merit, we deserve credit for the toil, right?"
The old demon froze, then hurriedly nodded like a chick pecking grain. "Of course!