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Looking at Bai Feng's face, which resembled someone suffering from constipation, Qian Mo could guess about seventy to eighty percent of what was on her mind. She was probably eager to find her sister and return to the base to seek support. While that might ensure temporary safety, it would likely lead to a complete disaster later on, missing the opportunity for victory and resulting in total defeat. Bai Feng was a typical example of a troublesome teammate; was Bai Xu really killed because of this? It was understandable that she later became so unpredictable and foolish.
Gazing up at the bright moon in the sky, Qian Mo believed she could fully understand why Bai Xu, after becoming Specter, developed such a reckless personality—she must have been stifled by her pig-headed teammate.
"Just go when I tell you to! Stop talking back! We're both humans; how could I harm you?" Qian Mo thought that continuing to talk to this idiot might lower her intelligence further.
"Uh... fine... wait?? Senior, did you just say you're human?"
"I thought I've always been one? Are you going to represent humanity and kick me out of it?"
"No... I just thought you were joking... cough cough, just saying it casually..."
"Then think again. If you don't hurry up and save your sister, will I give you a humanitarian beating?"
"..."
Finally managing to send Bai Feng away, Qian Mo shook her head. She sat down on the ground and began to circulate the Yuge Heart Method, recovering the spirit she had previously squandered.
What Bai Feng said wasn’t entirely without reason. If she were truly an ordinary human in this world, she wouldn’t have much confidence in controlling the development of events. Facing the Azure Wolf Clan, as an Embalmer, she still had many clever ways to outsmart them. However, the cooperation between the Bai siblings was also indispensable.
Looking up at the moon again, it was quite round. Back in the day, Su Dongpo and Azure Lotus Scholar had more romantic flair when they raised their cups to invite the moon than she did. The deep feelings of missing loved ones and an optimistic attitude could indeed bring some comfort to her as she struggled to survive in this Primordial Wilderness. She wondered how Xuan Xiao was doing. Had her father and the others discovered her disappearance and found that damned Void Bai Xu? In this maze, she couldn’t even feel hunger; she missed her mother’s cooking... And this damned time span—surely time in reality didn’t flow the same way here... So then...
The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. The little psychological comfort brought by ancient poets had completely transformed into a chaotic mess of thoughts that nearly disrupted her ongoing practice. No matter how talented or strong Qian Mo was, she was still just a nineteen-year-old modern human wandering alone in this Primeval World from millions of years ago... She missed home.
After finally calming the somewhat turbulent spirit within her that had almost broken through earlier, Qian Mo shook her head; indulging in wild thoughts while cultivating was a major taboo for an Embalmer. Everything wasn’t too bad yet; if things could proceed according to her plan, then Bai Xu wouldn’t be without hope. She hoped her earlier guess was correct—that Bai Xu wasn’t suddenly acting foolishly by turning against Bai Ze Clan but had some backing... Otherwise, she might end up in serious trouble.
Slowly exhaling a breath, she looked at the sky again—there were no stars, only a full moon. Not far from her side flowed a clear river with a slow current; its sound brought tranquility. Qian Mo closed her eyes and gradually entered a state of cultivation...
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