After listening to Lin Bai's well-intentioned advice, Wu Xuan no longer sat down to heal her injuries. She immediately carried the unconscious Liu Hang and headed straight down the mountain, leaving this mountain far behind.
At that moment, Lin Bai also arrived at the mountaintop. This was the second place he had seen shining with light from the foot of the mountain.
As he walked along the ancient path, Lin Bai spotted a solitary lamp in the distance, its candlelight flickering weakly beneath the night sky. When he drew closer, he saw that it was indeed another oil lamp.
"This oil lamp is rather interesting. After so many years, it hasn't gone out." Lin Bai chuckled, then said to the Crow, "This is a treasure. Are you really not tempted?"
The Crow curled its lips. "When I first saw it, I did find it interesting, but after thinking it over, I understood. This oil lamp is merely being sustained by Dao intent. As soon as it's taken out of this mountain, without the support of Dao intent, it'll be no different from an ordinary oil lamp in the mortal world."
"So that's how it is." Lin Bai nodded in sudden realization.
The Crow's eyes widened as it stared at Lin Bai in astonishment. "You didn't see through its secret? Hahaha, Lin Bai, you're really too stupid!"
Lin Bai awkwardly rubbed his nose without saying anything and walked toward the thatched cottage.
This thatched cottage was practically identical to the one halfway up the mountain. If one didn't look carefully, one might even think they were the same cottage.
Pushing open the door, he found the same furnishings inside: the same courtyard, the same small room, and the same long table. The same ancient texts were arranged on the table. Lin