A week later.
As the Shack District quickly emerged from the typhoon disaster's aftermath, the bodies of the victims gathered from all over had nearly all been buried.
Seeing only a little over forty bodies today, the gravediggers, who had labored for a whole week, finally felt they could catch their breath.
It was at this moment that Du En found Ren Li, who had just sat down cross-legged.
"Supervisor Ren, give me the approximate location."
Since the burial work was no longer so strenuous, Du En could leave and carry out Ren Li's commission to seek the spiritual material.
"I originally thought you wouldn't come ask me until tomorrow."
As Ren Li spoke, he glanced at the others.
They were forcing themselves to look energetic, putting on an act as though he needn't worry about them.
Du En had briefly told them about this last night, and everyone had unanimously declared that he needn't worry about them. As long as there were no more than sixty bodies, it wouldn't be a problem—they could handle it themselves!
Du En assessed their growth during this period. With the help of occasionally cooking spiritual meals for themselves, it had indeed been fairly obvious. Even after a week of hard labor, they still had energy to spare, so the matter was settled.
"It's naturally better if I can set out a day early. Now, listen carefully. The approximate location is..."
Ren Li did not waste words, directly and briskly giving him the general location.
And so Du En set out.
He headed southwest, concealing his aura as he traveled. After walking sixty or seventy li, he reached a stretch of mountainous valleys.
"So it really is only an approximate location..."
Standing silently atop a tall tree, using its dense branches to conceal his