At the bottom of the steep valley, a corner of the Cold Pool came into view. Wisps of white mist drifted out from it, and even approaching the area was enough to feel a bone-piercing chill.
Not far away, two groups were fighting beside the Cold Pool.
Seeing this, Mo Hui and the others did not dare approach rashly. They hid to one side and watched how things unfolded.
"They're all stronger than apprentices, with Blood Energy Values of at least seven or eight hundred calories. Everyone, be careful."
"What are they doing here? Could there really be some treasure?"
"Most likely."
Xu Jie rarely encountered such a fierce scene. He was frightened, yet his eyes shone with excitement. "Will anyone die?"
Ji Yu immediately snorted at his words. "Do you think the Martial Dao is playing house? Naive!"
Xu Jie ducked his head and immediately fell silent.
Mo Hui frowned. "Ji Yu!"
Ji Yu gave him a speechless look. Did he really need to be so protective of him?
Curling his lip, he said, "If he weren't your junior brother, I wouldn't even bother saying anything. He doesn't even have the most basic understanding of the Martial Dao. He'd better not get himself hacked to death like an idiot someday."
Mo Hui's face darkened. "Give it a rest."
Ji Yu snorted coldly and said nothing more.
Looking as though he had done something wrong, Xu Jie huddled there like a quail, watching nervously as Mo Hui stood up for him.
Suddenly, something nudged his shoulder.
He turned to see his good buddy Lin Shuguang offering him a packet of his favorite pork jerky.
His spirits immediately lifted again. He quietly retreated to the back of the group and discreetly gave a thumbs-up. "My buddy really does know me