"I say, Xiu Yan, how do you and Shaman Ji Nuan manage to live on this Desert Continent~" Ya Li groaned weakly. The blazing sun scorched from above, and there wasn't a single tree or mountain to provide shelter in sight. Glancing at his water-themed knot tree jug at his waist, Ya Li was almost in tears.
In this godforsaken place where you can't even drink water properly, he had to stay for at least 50 years. Suddenly, he felt meaninglessness washed over his beastly life.
"Let's go, let me show you the plants here." Xiu Yan, amused, glanced at the beast nearly dried up into a snake stick and walked towards the cactus ahead.
The tall cactus was sturdy and thick, just looking at it you could tell there was plenty of juice inside.
"Hand over the knot tree jug." The certain snake listlessly removed the knot tree jug from his waist and handed it to Xiu Yan, eagerly watching as Xiu Yan's sharp nails sliced open the spiky plant, and then...
