"Madam, what's special about Mystery Yellow Cave Sky?"
Ya Ya bounced along behind Ji Feixue, peering curiously at the figures emerging from the clouds below, and asked.
An unknowable number of people, upon entering, had encountered their enemies and engaged in fierce battles. In just this brief time that she had witnessed it, several had already met their downfall.
Even so, people continued to arrive incessantly.
Ji Feixue walked ahead, fiddling with a porcelain bottle in her hand, wondering what Xuanzhen Taoist was thinking in sending her a bottle of purple sand mother liquid.
