"Alright."
Lin Qingluo smiled faintly, lying down comfortably on the cushion and closing her eyes.
"Awooo."
Baoya peeked through half-closed eyelids, noticing that his little master had fallen asleep so he curled up into a small ball and lay down beside Lin Yixuan.
Silence settled in the cave with the faint flickering fire licking the branches and crackling as they burned.
*
Divine Beasts prowled the Spirit Snake Valley, while exotic flowers and grasses flourished everywhere.
Lin Qingluo led a group of young men, traversing the outer region's rugged mountains of the Scarlet Mountain Range and came to the life forbidden zone filled with swamps and permeating with toxicity.
With Little Kingfisher around, in others' eyes, it was a deadly valley fraught with danger at every step.
But to the group of young men, it was a hidden treasure trove waiting to be explored.
