Su Xuan also didn’t want to think too much, or to be precise, thinking too much about this kind of thing just leads to headaches.

By midnight, everyone came to take over Su Xuan’s watch. When they saw a few wolves roasted to a delicious crisp over the fire, each realized that while they slept, the wolves had probably launched an attack, raising a murmur of thoughts among them.

"Stay alert, don’t assume these wolves won’t dare to come closer. Don’t let them charge in. Remember, when they approach, attack proactively, don’t let them break through!"

After Su Xuan said this, he let out a yawn, then moved to the middle area, collapsed to the ground, and instantly fell asleep. The others looked at the deliciously roasted wolf meat, feeling very excited and their spirits lifted after such a meal.

When Su Xuan woke up again, the wolf pack had already retreated. Yet, the previous night’s second half saw the wolves launch an attack, but the combined strength of everyone managed to drive them back.

"Where’s Bu Daming?"

Su Xuan didn’t see Bu Daming and thought to himself that he might have snuck off in the middle of the night.

"Went scouting!"

Luo Tianyi said softly. At this moment, Luo Tianyi was sitting on the sand dune, holding a bandage in one hand and biting the other end with their mouth, beginning to wrap their hand wound.

"You’re injured?"

Su Xuan approached and took out a bottle of medicinal powder, sprinkling it on the wound, and as the cold powder continuously covered Tianyi’s wound, she felt a refreshing coolness.

During the battle to repel the wolves last night, Luo Tianyi was quite ferocious. Her left arm was bitten by a wolf, but she fiercely pulled out a military knife and stabbed fiercely over a dozen times, stabbing a wolf to death.

However, her wound was still very painful and uncomfortable.

"What kind of medicine is this, it’s amazing!"

As the medicinal powder seeped into her arm, she felt extremely comfortable, filling her with surprise.

Su Xuan shrugged without saying anything, knowing that it was his self-made golden sore medicine, which naturally wasn’t simple.

By now, Bu Daming also returned, bursting in hurriedly and immediately speaking upon seeing Su Xuan.

"Little brother, we have a problem now!"

"What is it?"

Su Xuan was equally startled, feeling there wasn’t likely any good news from this old guy’s words now.

"Little brother, the issue is quite serious. We’ve delayed for too long, and last night there seemed to be a little sandstorm. I’ve just been scouting and can’t recognize the way out anymore!"

"Cough cough..."

Su Xuan felt awkward, thinking dear Lord, you were so capable before, and now you’re lost.

"Brother Bu, don’t joke around, getting lost here could put us in a real mess!"

Su Xuan mentioned the seriousness because their water supply is limited. Before, based on their planned route, they would reach Dragon Gate Inn in a day and a half. There, with money, water and food would be plentiful.

So they brought only two and a half days of water, which was about the limit of what the camels could carry, leaving no alternative.

Now being lost in the desert is troublesome indeed, as not finding a water source could mean death here.

"Why would I joke about something like this? The desert during sandstorm season is inherently dangerous. I never ventured into the desert during sandstorm season previously. The changes are rapid around here now."

Bu Daming said dejectedly, and Su Xuan shrugged, knowing the old guy was probably telling the truth. Helplessness filled his heart; this situation was truly worrying.

"What should we do now?"

Su Xuan asked softly, unfamiliar with the desert and needing to rely on Bu Daming, hoping luck might just guide them out, but they needed a stroke of good fortune.

"There are two options now: One is to veer off in this direction, and if we’re lucky, we can quickly rejoin the main road, though it’s extremely risky. In the desert, especially during sandstorm season, no one can guarantee navigation. Once lost, you know the consequences!"

"And the second option?"

"The second option is heading towards the wolf den, where water should exist. If we prepare enough water, with the food supplies we have, we can hold out in the desert a few more days!"

"Forget it, let’s take the first option!"

Su Xuan said hastily, knowing very well there’s only the first option for him. The second option would likely lead to a dire fate.

Although undertaking the second route might be possible for him alone, given the sharpness of the Heroic Sword, the wolf den could be fought against; bringing others would surely spell disaster, inviting an outright wolf hunt.

"Old man, lead the way, we’ll head down this direction!"

Although the first option also carries danger, at least if luck is on their side, there’s a significant chance of survival.

"Alright then, I’ll accompany you to the bitter end!"

Bu Daming stated with passion, but Su Xuan gave a skeptical look, thinking the old geezer probably had no other choice now.

In the ensuing time, this group realized just how terrifying the desert can be. Luck doesn’t always side with them. In the next two days, although there wasn’t another wolf attack, they hadn’t reunited with the main road and were truly lost.

After wandering in the desert for two full days, their water supply had nearly run dry. Without Su Xuan’s methods of extracting water from the desert, some might have already perished from thirst.

Nevertheless, even with Su Xuan’s techniques, overnight water collection in the desert was minimal, insufficient for survival, so ultimately it couldn’t last.

With a soft thud, a young girl with weak constitution fell off the camel she was on, and everyone hurried to help her up.

"She’s severely dehydrated, if we don’t find water soon, we’ll all end up like this!"

At this moment, Su Xuan’s mouth felt so dry it seemed about to crack, reminiscent of his woeful days in the desert before. Here, no matter how clever or capable one might be, without water, it just wouldn’t matter.

Currently, Su Xuan felt his lips about to split open, his throat painfully dry. Without using Dark Strength to shield his pores, minimizing moisture loss, he too might be barely standing by now.