After flying out of the valley, Xiao Yuan stopped using the Purple Cloud Wings. Once he landed, he continued on foot.
Though his reserves were deep, he truly could not sustain the Purple Cloud Wings for long. The Monster Mountain Range was fraught with danger, and he had to keep himself in peak condition.
After swiftly weaving through the dense forest, Xiao Yuan looked at the increasingly sparse trees and let out a breath of relief. He was practically out of the Monster Mountain Range now. At most, there were only some first-tier magical beasts around. If he encountered one, he could kill it with a casual slap.
With his physical strength, he was already comparable to ordinary magical beasts of the same rank.
Of course, against magical beasts with astonishing potential and powerful bloodlines, Xiao Yuan was still slightly inferior. But if his battle qi reserves were included, he would dare to take on even a third-tier magical beast! "Hm?"
Suddenly, Xiao Yuan halted, his gaze sharpening as he looked toward a flicker of fire in the distance.
It seemed to be a campfire. Judging by the looks of it, someone was camping there—most likely mercenaries.
As he drew closer, Xiao Yuan swept his gaze over the scene. Five figures came into view, three men and two women, each armed with a weapon. The same insignia was displayed on all their chests. It seemed to be the emblem of the Blood Battle Mercenary Group, one of Green Mountain Town's three major mercenary groups.
Xiao Yuan pondered for a moment before deciding to go around them and continue on his way.
Jia Nan Academy's admissions would begin within the next few days. It was time for him to head back.
Hiss! Suddenly, a piercing rush of wind, carrying a foul