Whoever Wants to Marry Her Can

Days here were long, and so were nights. After a night of regulating his breath, his injuries had mostly recovered.

At daybreak, Niu Youdao finished his meditation and opened his eyes. He turned to look at Moon Butterfly resting on the stone wall, his gaze deepening for a moment. Then he took out a Spirit Seed, crushed it into powder with a spell, and mixed it into Moon Butterfly's food.

By this point, not many people were willing to follow him. Only this Moon Butterfly could be completely trusted, always remaining by his side through thick and thin. So he would rather waste Spirit Seeds—even if it shortened his own supply—to preserve this Moon Butterfly as much as possible and keep it from dying in the secret realm.

After putting away Moon Butterfly, Niu Youdao picked up his sword and rose. Leaving the cave, he nodded to Wu Zhaoxing, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation outside.

They set off!

Although Niu Youdao had secretly gone out for several days, the supposed five-day closed-door cultivation period was not yet over. But since he had decided to depart, the people from the three great sects naturally had no objections, and the group continued onward.

Keeping their mana consumption under control, they traveled for most of half a day. Just as they were about to leave the forest but had not yet emerged, a rumbling tremor came rolling over from the distance.

While remaining alert, they quickly left the forest. Standing atop a slope and looking out, they saw a vast grassland stretching before them.

This grassland differed somewhat from those outside. The weeds were all taller than a person, and although the scattered trees on the plain were not as massive as the forest behind them, they were still far larger than