After parting ways with the captain, he contemplated his next journey and decided to head directly to the Bitter Life Mountain Range as his destination.
He intended to find a place to settle down and study the curse while searching for a way to join the Moon Rebel Hall.
Today was his third day in the Green Hair Desert.
He had changed out of his Daoist robe and into local attire, wearing a close-fitting upper garment, baggy trousers, knee-high boots made of animal hide, and a large gray outer robe that enveloped his entire body, providing excellent protection for Ling'er as well.
The winds in this place had the same penetrating force even for cultivators. While relying on their cultivation could resist it for a short period, if they remained exposed to it for too long, it would inevitably deplete their strength.
This was because the spirit energy was thin and sparse in the desert.
