The journey back was safe and stable. On the way back, everyone regained their energy, and the condition of the wound on Qin Huan's arm improved. In the blink of an eye, everyone returned to Xuanling Sect.
Ye Qingtang was very gloomy about one thing though.
That silver wolf was in deep sleep throughout the journey and did not show any signs of consciousness. But it did not have a single drop of water over the past few days, which really worried Ye Qingtang.
It was not easy to pick up such a handsome wolf, and if it was starved to death, who would she go to cry to?
Luckily, although the wolf did not ingest anything, it did not look weary at all, and its fur was as shiny as before. Ye Qingtang then finally sighed as emotions overcame her.
Indeed, animals like wolves should still be appropriately fat for them to be able to withstand a drain in energy.
