Chapter 1371 - 1367

Ginsengfruit glanced around, surrounded by wind and snow, devoid of any signs of life, as if entering a world frozen in ice.

He finally understood why this Divine Hall was so mysterious, with people inside raised to be conceited and aloof.

A group of people, no matter how powerful their force, is merely a castle in the air when isolated.

Adjusting his coat, Ginsengfruit resigned himself to relying on his own two feet, inching up step by step.

Staring at the endless Snow Mountain, a thought suddenly popped into Ginsengfruit’s mind.

Fortunately, it’s he who came this time; if it were someone else, like Xuan Chu, they’d be frozen stiff here in minutes.

Staying too long in a place like this with mere flesh and blood ensures, if not instant freezing, then certainly frostbite.

"Tsk tsk tsk, a place like this is only suitable for someone like me who can perceive temperature but won’t be harmed."

After this statement, Ginsengfruit stepped forward, not even snow thick enough to bury half his body could hinder his steps.

On the other side, as the sky darkened, the convoy Yun Ran was with stopped in a narrow gorge flanked by cliffs.

Others wouldn’t dare rest in such places, known as ambush zones for bandits.

But now, the leading carriage flew a large flag with the word "Xiao."

A hundred miles around, all forces received the news early; the area was unnaturally clean, as if banditry never existed there.

Dragon Spirit sat by the fire, earnestly roasting a rabbit.

Around him and Yun Ran, it was like a vacuum, with no one approaching.

Neither Yun Ran nor Dragon Spirit found this aloofness surprising; indeed, this was their desired behavior.

"The rabbit’s done; eat some and then rest in the carriage. It’ll rain tonight; sleeping in the tents is less comfortable."

Yun Ran’s tent was far superior to the Young Prince’s, windproof, damp-resistant, and comfortable, but there was no need to flaunt it with so many eyes around.

Taking the roasted rabbit, Yun Ran ate it casually and gazed at the flag fluttering in the wind.

They had been in this Dream Realm for quite some time, but Yun Ran had tasks to handle, leaving message collection to Dragon Spirit.

Following Yun Ran’s gaze, Dragon Spirit immediately understood Yun Ran’s thoughts.

He moved closer and lowered his voice: "This ’Xiao’ emblem is unique to an organization called Xiao.

People from the dark and light paths all respect them. Displaying this flag ensures any force will yield.

I’d only heard of it, never witnessed it, but this Xiao organization indeed has Royal backing behind it."

As the saying goes, leaning against a mountain makes deeds easier; it’s a truth that holds.

Yun Ran’s eyes reflected comprehension. So that’s why, but there’s more to this organization than just Royal backing.

Wealth can tempt hearts, and even the lofty Royal Family has desperados wanting a piece.

Yet the journey was peaceful, not a breath of disturbance.

It indicated there was also a force behind, capable of subduing all kinds of desperados.

Firelight illuminated Yun Ran’s face, betraying no emotion, yet Dragon Spirit didn’t doubt Yun Ran’s curiosity.

His eyes shifted, immediately offering advice: "Should I probe deeper into their background?"

When collaborating with such people, Dragon Spirit was confident they wouldn’t suffer much, but knowing the other’s cards would bring peace.

Yun Ran raised a hand to stop him: "The thicker their backing, the better for us. Probing it might simply be their intention."

This task was ultimately about mutual needs; some things didn’t require absolute clarity.

In case of crisis, rely on individual abilities.

"Alright, you’re the boss, whatever you say!"

In Dragon Spirit’s mind, anyone trying to play mind games with Yun Ran was courting trouble.

As the time grew ripe, Yun Ran and Dragon Spirit entered their respective carriages, setting up Arrays to prevent intrusion.

Although the Azure Dragon group was some distance from Yun Ran, their eyes never strayed.

As Yun Ran and his group entered the carriage, the Young Prince couldn’t hold back.

"Are they snubbing the tents we prepared? Those are made with top materials; who are they protecting against?"

Yun Ran’s outrageous demands left a bad impression on the Young Prince, even though Yun Ran relented later, deciding to discuss distribution post-task.

Nonetheless, he found Yun Ran displeasing.

Especially now, the abandoned tents were his painstaking preparation; being rejected outright felt like a slap.

The Bald Monk, seated by the fire in meditation, fiddling with Buddha Beads, paused on hearing the Young Prince’s complaints.

"Don’t let her unsettle you. We’ve suffered enough; it’s best each stays well together on this journey."

Cooperation relies on collaboration rather than blame, at least until the mission is achieved, mitigating friction is preferable.

The Young Prince knew the Bald Monk was right, yet couldn’t quite swallow his displeasure.

"Fine, blame it on my big mouth!"

With that, the Young Prince ducked into his tent, opting for the peace of absence.

In One-Line Sky’s location, absent banditry, it was indeed an excellent resting spot.

Despite slight drafts, it saved much on defense, blocking most surprise troubles.

Night deepened, apart from sentinels, occasional crackling from fires competed with insect songs.

For those who traveled the day, these sounds became a soothing lullaby.

Unpredictably came drips, echoing vividly;

Within a minute, they strengthened, soon heavy rain poured from the sky.

Night deepened, apart from sentinels, occasional crackling from fires competed with insect songs.

For those who traveled the day, these sounds became a soothing lullaby.

Unpredictably came drips, echoing vividly;

Within a minute, they strengthened, soon heavy rain poured from the sky.