After cleaning the blade, Luo Jiujiang sheathed it and walked to the dead man lying on the ground. Looking at the face of the first person he had killed in his life, he was speechless for a moment.

Looking at the first person to die under his sword, Luo Jiujiang really didn't know what to say. Thinking about it carefully, this battle was really confusing.

The man had been aggressive from the moment he jumped out, determined to take his life for no apparent reason. Luo Jiujiang had killed him in self-preservation, and he felt the man deserved it, but the thought of a life lost in such a confusing way left Luo Jiujiang feeling a bit dazed.

Although his master's personality was extreme, what he said made sense - in the eyes of some people, human life was insignificant. No matter whether it was their own life or someone else's, death was death, and there was no need to explain the reason.

Luo Jiujiang pulled the corners of his mouth, but his smile was a little stiff.

Thousands of thoughts raced through his mind, overwhelming it with confusion. Unwilling to be trapped by this sentimentality, he quietly closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the cool air, clearing his mind and clearing his thoughts. After a moment of calm, he opened his eyes and let out a long breath, a look of relief evident in his expression.

He recalled the battle he had just fought, remembering how his opponent had been driven mad by his casual words. He could only smile wryly and said, "So you guys don't like verbal attacks here. I've really contributed to the variety of ways to die here."

If this man wasn't dead yet, he would have pounced on Luo Jiujiang and torn him to pieces as long as he had a breath left - and at the last moment he was still angry with himself and said, "This kid is really hateful."

The fight had loosened up Luo Jiujiang's muscles, slightly alleviating the chill that had been creeping up from his feet. Wrapping up his almost tattered clothes, Luo Jiujiang glanced at the man's fur coat and the thick boots he wore, and couldn't help but sigh, "I'm sorry."

"We haven't met for two days now, and I suppose there's no past or present animosity between us. I don't know why you'd want to fight me to the death. But now that you've fallen by my sword, our relationship is over. From what you just said, eating human flesh seems to be the norm here. Today, I'll take your fur coat and a pair of boots, and as a reward, I'll bury you six feet deep in the snow, ensuring your body remains intact."

Luo Jiujiang clasped his hands together, bowed slightly to the corpse, and then went to untie the thick leather coat that the man was wearing.

Just as the fur coat was being taken off and before it was draped over Luo Jiujiang's shoulders, heavy and slow footsteps echoed from the deep forest. Luo Jiujiang listened intently, and after confirming the other party's cultivation level, his brows relaxed for a moment, then tightened again.

The environment in this world was extremely cold, and even his ninth-level Qi Refining cultivation was somewhat difficult to endure. And everything he saw and heard along the way was shocking. From the smallest scales and claws, he could infer the harshness of survival here. And the other party, a first-level Qi Refining cultivator, dared to run around freely. Was he a fat sheep, or... bait?

After three breaths, Luo Jiujiang saw clearly the owner of the footsteps.

It turned out to be a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. She was thin and pale, and wore thin clothes. The cold wind blew the sleeves of her robe up, revealing two thin arms under her sleeves that were not holding any weapons.

Each of her wrists was shackled with a heavy, massive stone chain, and every step she took was extremely slow and laborious. Perhaps due to exhaustion, the girl's head was half-drooped, her pupils slightly dazed, her eyes unfocused, her expression vacant, like a corpse, like a flower that had been forcefully plucked from its branch before it could bloom.

Luo Jiujiang watched for a moment, and after confirming that there was no ambush behind the girl, he sighed deeply. He looked at the corpse on the ground and said to himself: "I'm sorry, brother, it seems I will have to strip you of your underwear now."

Luo Jiujiang didn't hesitate, and in a flash, he used the tip of his knife to pick up the fur coat he had just peeled off and threw it away. The fur coat made a dull sound on the snow and landed right at the girl's feet.

"It's bitterly cold here, so you'd better dress warmly, girl."

The girl stopped in a daze, and turned around after a while. It seemed that she took a lot of effort to refocus her eyes. She silently looked at Luo Jiujiang from head to toe.

As for the scarred man lying dead on the ground, she didn't even glance at him.

Luo Jiujiang smiled harmlessly and kindly, and casually took two steps to the side to cover the corpse on the ground: "Miss, please put on some clothes first, don't freeze yourself. It's like this, I have something to ask you, please..."

The girl suddenly spoke, interrupting Luo Jiujiang's sideways inquiries: "New here?"

Luo Jiujiang guessed that she saw it from his rosy face that showed he had never been hungry. His feature was so obvious that if he tried to cover it up with words, it would seem that he was hiding his true intentions, so he simply nodded frankly.

"Yeah." The girl slowly turned away. Her words were clear, but her voice was hoarse and dry, and the words were difficult to connect. It seemed that she had not spoken for a long time. "You must remember, only by staying away from me can you live longer."

This was quite blunt, but Luo Jiujiang had been with his master for a long time, a man who hid his concern behind cold words, so he could naturally discern the concern and advice in the girl's words.

The girl didn't even glance at the fur coat at her feet. She continued walking forward at the same pace as before, as if she didn't want to talk to Luo Jiujiang anymore.

Against the backdrop of the vast snowfield, her skinny and frail body seemed as if it would be blown down by a strong wind or swallowed up by the snow at any moment, and the two rough and heavy stone locks were even more of an eyesore.

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