The little Elk Mountain Deer seemed frightened by Xue Fuyao's words. His soul shuddered, and he nodded timidly, saying in a small voice, "I understand."
"First question: where were you captured?" Xue Fuyao asked her first question, her eyes fixed on the Elk Mountain Deer's soul.
Under her gaze, the Elk Mountain Deer's soul looked somewhat guilty, his eyes wandering. Only after a while did he seem to finally make up his mind and say, "I was captured at Ghost Sorrow Cliff."
Hearing the Elk Mountain Deer's answer, Xue Fuyao did not speak immediately. Instead, she considered whether his words were true.
Ghost Sorrow Cliff was Demon Race territory, and Elk Mountain Deer were not particularly rare Monster Beasts. Moreover, as herbivorous Monster Beasts, they were relatively docile compared to those that ate meat.
As for Ghost Sorrow Cliff, if she remembered correctly, it was a perilous place within Demon Race territory. It was said that long ago, Chaos, one of the Four Great Vicious Beasts, had perished there. Ever since then, black fog had shrouded Ghost Sorrow Cliff all day long, and not a single person or Monster Beast who fell from it had ever emerged safely.
Of course, that did not mean no members of the Demon Race lived near Ghost Sorrow Cliff.
It was said that some members of the Demon Race worshipped Chaos. After his death, they had willingly come to Ghost Sorrow Cliff to guard his resting place. Chaos had been moved by these Monster Beasts' actions, so the black fog of Ghost Sorrow Cliff would not harm those races.
It was plausible enough for this Elk Mountain Deer to say he came from Ghost Sorrow Cliff, but...
Seemingly noticing Xue Fuyao's disbelief, the Elk Mountain Deer continued, "I know you don't believe me, but