Within Riftwind Gorge, the sound of lashes and shrill screams rang out every day. Even Yu Zimo, who occasionally took a break from cultivating, and the wild boar demon Pig Seven, who was constantly familiarizing himself with the Magnetic Force Infusion Technique, could not help feeling their scalps tighten when they heard it. After all, the Golden Roc imprisoned in that bloody hell was a formidable Divine Void Realm expert with no shortage of methods. Yu Zimo in particular was far weaker than the Golden Roc aside from her Divine Void Realm puppet. Yet even he was confined in Riftwind Gorge, exposed to the wind and sun, and forced to endure the pain of the lash every day.
Though the Golden Roc had brought it upon himself, it was still enough to show that Lu Xiaotian was not friendly to everyone the way he was to her and Pig Seven.
"Miss Zimo, what a coincidence. You came out for some air too." Pig Seven was somewhat more carefree by nature. When he saw Yu Zimo, he gave her a hearty greeting with a laugh.
"Yes. Everything in Riftwind Gorge is fine except that it's a little stuffy." Yu Zimo nodded.
"You said it. Brother Lu is good in every way, but he's a little dull. The place he stays is just as boring." Pig Seven looked deeply in agreement. After becoming somewhat more familiar with Lu Xiaotian over the past days, he had returned to his old way of addressing him. Besides, wasn't Yu Zimo the same as he was? Once the wild boar demon got started, his words poured out like a river bursting its banks, with no sign of stopping. "It's nothing like the Wild Boar Ridge where I used to stay. The sky was high and the