Lin Qingluo seemed to sense his gaze and looked back, giving him a reassuring look.
Silly Stele spirit, there's nothing to be afraid of.
Even if someone discovers the underground altar, they won't be able to guess the secret of the Primordial Orb.
Little Kingfisher stood on the basket, giving Stele spirit a contemptuous glance, then lowered its head and continued to peck at the Spirit Peach.
"In one more day, we will be able to leave the desert and return to the territory of the Barbarian Tribe."
Luo Zhan finished eating the Spirit Peach, and his smile disappeared as he started to discuss the serious matters, "Little Qingluo, what are your plans?"
"To continue heading northeast, crossing the border between the grassland and the desert, or to take a detour, avoiding the Barbarian Tribe, entering Xichu through the border and heading to the southern border."
