Blinking, it was already noon the next day.
Despite having had half an evening plus a morning to recover, Yun Jiuqing was still somewhat on edge.
For her to relax so soon...
Was not an easy task.
Last night.
After encountering the strange creature, Yun Jiuqing didn't even dare take a moment to rest, fearing that some other eerie creature might suddenly appear and snatch away her life in the blink of an eye.
Moreover... after the day broke, they had been on the road for half a day.
She was utterly exhausted.
Constantly yawning.
Yet the vague sense of crisis in her heart forced her to stay alert, forcibly keeping her will in a vigilant, tense state.
Suddenly.
Yun Jiuqing heard someone talking.
It was Monk Zhi Kong speaking.
She heard him say, "Amitabha... Daoist Priest Fan, Donor Yun, there seems to be a village ahead."
A village?
Yun Jiuqing was taken aback.
