"Hey, kid, you alright?"
"We didn't mean to scare you or anything. You're still young, and your cultivation level doesn't seem that high. The Desolate Wastes have been acting strange lately, and it might not be the best place for you right now. Maybe you should leave and come back when you're stronger."
"Yeah, seriously. If we end up jinxing it and a Beast Monarch shows up, you probably won't even have time to run."
Saving one life is like saving the entire world.
Seeing the odd look on Timothy's face, the group of middle-aged practitioners quickly tried to reassure him. "Of course, nothing's going to happen."
But contrary to what they expected, the young man in front of them didn't seem scared at all. In fact, Timothy patted the shoulder of the lead practitioner, his face full of excitement. "Thanks, bro, but I'm staying in the Desolate Wastes."
"Huh?"
The group of middle-aged practitioners were stunned for a moment.
