Only solitude and loneliness accompanied Qi Xuansu since he was traveling by himself. When he was traveling with Zhang Yuelu back then, he always felt that time passed quickly, so the long journey always seemed short. Now that he was alone, he began to miss Zhang Yuelu. Even if they always encountered various dangerous situations during their travels, he much preferred that to not seeing a single soul.1

It took him three days to finally reach the edge of the Salt Lake.0

Salt Lake was an area with a few sparse green patches, which failed to bring vitality to the yellow desert sand. Instead, it accentuated the barren and deserted Gobi Desert.0

However, the Salt Lake was not like the Death Sea, so there were still clusters of human settlements on the edge and even in the depths of the Salt Lake. Qi Xuansu’s top priority now was to buy a horse for transportation. He still had his own savings of 300 Taiping coins, as well as the 500 Taiping coins from Zhao Fu’an, totaling 800 Taiping coins. This should be enough to support him for a long time.0

At this time, Qi Xuansu no longer cared about revenge...0