"Humph! You know your place!" Yun Chujiu satisfyingly put the small bead in her pocket.
After breakfast, she put out the bonfire completely and kept the simple tent in her storage ring.
She thought for a while. The desert was so cold at night that she did not know if she would be able to walk outside if she needed to. It was better for her to cut some branches and have them ready.
Therefore, Yun Chujiu picked up the large kitchen knife and started cutting.
After a while, she felt that it was too inefficient, and in the end, she simply used lightning to strike them. She was quite greedy and proceeded to keep half of the willow forest in her storage ring before continuing to walk east.
She had long forgotten about the fear from last night. She bounced forward and sang as she walked, "You're the wind, and I'm the sand. It is lingering and winding around the ends of the Earth..."
