'A tense and tumultuous night passed.'
The horizon started to lighten, the fish-belly white gradually turning to a faint red, like a blush appearing on the face of someone who has had a bit too much to drink.
As the sunlight filtered through the mountain crevices, Chen Dengming felt an inexplicable sense of relief.
This particular night felt incredibly long, indeed, it was the most grueling one he had experienced since he arrived in the Cultivation World.
Gurgling noises came from his stomach, indicating hunger. The Blood Centipede Gu and Golden Silkworm Gu, which had kept him company for the night, seemed hungry as well, emitting a low buzzing sound.
Chen Dengming took out the demonic beast dried meat he had bought and fed the two Gu.
Looking at these two deadly weapons, which seemed to share a blood connection with him and now followed him around, moving and bouncing with him, he couldn't help but feel a sense of self-mockery.
