Stone Plain Realm.
After a brief interlude.
Mao Xiao Miao turned to the group of Stone Giants and began talking to them again.
Staring at Giant Horn, she asked directly, "Big Guy, how are you getting home? Will someone come pick you up?"
Giant Horn shook his head. "Little Miss, no one is coming to pick us up. We can only walk back to our own 'mountain tribe.'"
The so-called "mountain tribe" was what the Iron Stone Monster Clan called a "tribe."
The Iron Stone Monsters worshipped the Mountain God. Every gathering place of the Iron Stone Monsters was bound to be a mountain peak, which was why they called them mountain tribes.
The cat-eared girl was immediately taken aback. "You fought bloodily in the Sky Blood Realm and rendered great service to the Iron Stone Monster Race. Why is no one coming to pick you up?"
Giant Horn spoke as though it were only natural. "Serving the Mountain God is the glory of every Iron Stone Monster. Now that the war is over, of course we must return home on our own."
He even asked, "It is not as though we do not have legs. Why should others pick us up?"
Mao Xiao Miao was left speechless.
An Iron Stone Monster beside them added at the right moment, "Little Miss, Earth Walking is also a form of cultivation for us."
Only then did the cat-eared girl understand. "All right."
She asked curiously again, "Before you set out for the Sky Blood Realm, you had to gather together first, right? How did you assemble?"
Giant Horn's tone carried a trace of pride. "The Mountain God's Earth Bridge can instantly send us tens of thousands of kilometers away."
Mao Xiao Miao pursed her little lips, sorely tempted to say, "Your Mountain