The night was deep and quiet. From the distant mountain range, the low roar of a wild beast would occasionally tear through the night sky, striking a faint fear into one's heart.
Any beast that could reign supreme in this Small World was extraordinary. At the very least, they were cubs of Holy Beasts with sacred bloodlines, or high-level Spirit Beasts.
Ordinary Spirit Beasts might be considered powerful kings outside, but in this Small World, they were at the bottom of the food chain. One wrong move, and they'd be eaten.
Exhausted from the day, the young women of the Jade Balance Sect had long since grown tired and returned to their tents to rest.
Xu Qing, however, was full of energy and sat chatting casually with Xu Luo by the campfire.
Xu Qing told Xu Luo amusing stories from her childhood, and Xu Luo, in turn, shared many tales of the secular world, including some about himself.
