Wu Xie was quite unfamiliar with the three from the Dugu Family Clique, but even Dugu Sheng could see that this person was very formidable and did not dare to question his judgment, he merely followed his gaze... Not just one?

"Thornbird?" Dugu Sheng frowned.

Wu Xie didn’t look at him, just said, "Another one just emitted a magnetic sound."

Magnetic sound, a term not easily understood by people of this era, but Sui Yi understood it. She looked in the direction where the one she injured just fell. If it’s more than one, then the dangers within the Gana Grassland are even more terrifying.

The two of them did not care to climb the mountain themselves, fearing an ambush on their adversaries would harm these innocent people instead. As they had expected, the opponents had taken action, but the result remained somewhat mysterious.

Hopefully, there are only two Thornbirds.

"If there are more, it will be troublesome," Sui Yi thought to herself.

Du Gourou and some others came up, following Sui Yi and Wu Xie’s lead, and quickly packed up their things to continue the journey.

Entering the Gana Grassland, the path from the platform is quite surprising.

A waterfall stream.

They had to go downstream to reach the grassland directly.

This was an extremely fast mode of transportation, and surprisingly, there was a small wooden house at the pinnacle, run by someone operating this raft business. Sui Yi glanced at the old man; he appeared ordinary, at the level of a Minor Grandmaster, but gave off a muddled, lifeless aura.

Most rafts were made by cutting down trees from the mountain, with more visitors during this season. Therefore, rafts were not lacking; rather, it was the new arrivals to the rafts that were in shortage.

The current was swift, with three whirlpools within ten meters... Can they board?

Many people’s faces turned pale with fear.

But still, not one failed to board the raft.

Sui Yi and Wu Xie each boarded a separate raft. Since Dugu Mingyue and Du Gourou were injured, Dugu Sheng, setting aside his pride, asked Sui Yi to watch over them, allowing the two to board Sui Yi’s raft. Sui Yi did not mind, and with a swish, the raft shot straight down the stream.

"Ah~!!!"

Du Gourou’s screams mingled with the cries of others...

Dugu Mingyue rolled his eyes and stuffed a steamed bun from a bundle into his mouth, then grabbed him by the collar, pressing him firmly onto the wood, lowering his body to stabilize...

Looking forward, Sui Yi stood at the prow. The surging waves could not sway her in the slightest; instead, as they crashed, they mysteriously dispersed.

Such formidable martial arts!

Dugu Mingyue was shocked but dared not relax; after all, they were from the Dugu family, and when capable of protecting oneself, there’s no need to trouble others.

Swish, swish, swish!

The solitary boats flew down three thousand feet, over groves and snow layers, the surrounding scenery passing swiftly...

Sui Yi suddenly had some epiphanies.

About time.

About mindset.

So she closed her eyes.

Finally...

Bang!

All the rafts flew out of the river channel, soaring into the air, beneath them a lake a hundred feet deep...

Splash, splash, splash!

One after another, people fell from the sky, splashing into the river...

No one knew how long it took, but Dugu Mingyue surfaced, clutching Du Gourou, his fingers grasping the floating wood on the water, breathing heavily and fatigued, thinking how damn heavy Du Gourou was...

Just as she gritted her teeth, trying to throw the unconscious Du Gourou up.

Splash!

The two of them were easily lifted out of the water and placed on the ground.

Wiping the water off their face.

Dugu Mingyue saw that Sui Yi and Wu Xie didn’t have a drop of water on them, whereas his master uncle, a master like him, was soaked through.

Is this the difference between a Minor Grandmaster and a Great Grandmaster?

"This is Gana Grassland... After hearing and experiencing so many strange stories, it’s hard to believe such a beautiful place is Gana Grassland,"

said a survivor, looking forward to the snow-covered plains... Strangely, beneath this layer of snow, there were many patches of green grass covering the plain.

White and green complemented each other, with blue skies and white clouds, waterfalls and flowing streams, and at the horizon stood faintly visible Mongolian yurts, exuding a grand and magnificent beauty!

Sui Yi turned to gaze at the towering, howling canyon, then back to the lake... The water’s surface was strewn with many motionless bodies.

Dead.

From the mountain to the valley, only one in ten survived, with less than twenty remaining.

Crack, crack! Two crisp sounds caught Sui Yi’s attention, turning to look.

Dugu Mingyue was slapping Du Gourou on either side of his face.