Over the next few days, the entourage of people travelled through a small forest by day and slept under the stars by night. Jun Xiaomo had experienced quite a lot of hardship in her previous life. In some of her most difficult days, she had even spent tens of days without food while facing both extreme heat in the day and freezing cold at night. Therefore, these little matters like sleeping under the stars could not even be considered “hardship” by her books.

Qin Lingyu, Ke Xinwen and the other male cultivators also adapted well to the situation, since they were not too particular about things. On the other hand, Yu Wanrou and Zhong Ruolan found these travels to be unbearable – they had rushed about so much that their feet were all blistered and sore, and they continued to hurt even after applying medicinal powder on them. Furthermore, they had grown sick and tired of eating the same dry rations which they had stocked in their Interspatial Rings from the small towns that they had earlier passed through. Even worse, there were countless bugs lurking in every corner of the forest, some of which would even hover about them incessantly…

As such, after walking through this small forest for three days, Yu Wanrou and Zhong Ruolan were at their limits. Zhong Ruolan leaned against a tree trunk massaging her calf as she complained, “I’m stopping!...