"T-There! Someone else finally comes out!" said one of the cultivators who noticed the slightest hint of flesh.
"It's Porealus!"
The young master of the family, Arunga. The youth stepped out with his head held high. The smile on his face was not for the onlookers but for the sky.
"It seems like he had a fortuitous encounter," muttered one of the cultivators seeing that smile.
"That's just a matter of course, his grandfather did it before him," said another.
"But look, none of the elders died! A successful exploration!"
"Woah, you're right!"
The onlookers gasped as they realized the sum number of the Arunga was still the same as they first embark. The successful return was unprecedented, even his grandfather faced a fatal loss before.
"Congratulations!"
"Congratulations!"
