"Besides, it's uncertain whether he'll wake up or not. All we can do now is leave it to time and him. No one else can help. That's all we can do."
"Perhaps placing this person on the roof and harnessing the power of the blazing sun might be helpful."
"It's worth a try."
The village elder and A-Jing chatted back and forth. Although they had no interaction with the unconscious human and hadn't even exchanged a single word with him, anyone could feel their earnest and urgent attitude in trying to save him.
In this world, there is never a shortage of fighting, killing, deceit, and treachery. Such selfless and tireless rescue efforts are rare.
However, each has its own difficulties: the Tu tribe is declining, the Wei tribe is thriving, and the You tribe is living in seclusion.
The Tu tribe is small in number and scattered throughout the world, making it difficult to unite. Although they have now gathered a few forces, they are still insignificant compared to the Wei You tribe.
Every member of the Tu ethnic group eagerly hopes that more members scattered in various places will join them, and they will not let go of any opportunity to develop and expand their group.
A strong clan provides protection to the community, which is the fundamental reason why the village elders spare no effort.
The addition of any member of the tribe is like a spark that will one day ignite a prairie fire.
Li Sisui felt his head was swollen, as if a huge boulder weighing tens of thousands of pounds was pressing down on him. He didn't even have the strength to move it. Everything in front of him was pitch black, and he didn't know where he was!
Strange sounds and bizarre conversations filled his ears. He seemed to have a god-like perspective, able to hear every sound clearly, no matter where it was coming from. However, his eyelids felt incredibly heavy, and he couldn't even move them...
Where exactly is this place?
I wonder how Leng Rushuang and Yao Shiba are doing?
Could I have miscalculated? Damn it! The thought of all this only intensifies the dizziness in my head. Ah, my surging consciousness is once again plunging into chaos…
In an unknown space, Leng Rushuang coughed a few times and slowly woke up. Above her head was a bright sky, but strangely she could not see the sun. Beneath her was soft soil, full of spiritual energy, as smooth as lying on a top-of-the-line bed!
"Where...where is this? Li Sisui! Yao Shiba?"
"Huh? Where did they go? Could this be a place where demonic cultivators who have perished return?"
Leng Rushuang dusted herself off, stood up unsteadily, and looked around. All she could see was a vast expanse of white; she couldn't tell which way was which, let alone where she was…
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