Lu Xiaotian leaned against a towering tree, panting heavily. Once he had caught his breath, he popped another Huitian Pill into his mouth. He had originally prepared enough Huitian Pills to last two years, yet now only a handful remained. Even Di Kun, who was usually so vigorous, looked exhausted and dispirited. The only reason Di Kun had held up this well was that Lu Xiaotian had spent a vast number of Huitian Pills to reduce the burden on him later. Otherwise, even with Di Kun's strength, he would have been worn to death amid the swarms of fire bats.
Thinking of those terrifying swarms, and watching the wings beating in the distant sky, Lu Xiaotian still felt a shiver of lingering fear.
Looking at the still-unconscious Dongfang Yi, Lu Xiaotian gave a bitter smile. Those successive brutal battles had cost him dearly, but escaping with his life had made it worthwhile. When he thought of how he had escaped the fire bats' encirclement, he couldn't help feeling that he'd been incredibly lucky.
It hadn't been because he and Di Kun were strong enough, nor because Lu Xiaotian had plenty of Huitian Pills. Those densely packed fire bats had been impossible to kill off; no matter how many Huitian Pills he had, he couldn't have sustained the drain. No, it had been a flash of inspiration that had saved his life. He had been close to the end of his rope, racking his brains for a way to escape, when he suddenly remembered a kind of Fire Honey Fruit. It was only a low-grade spiritual resource, but fire bats loved to eat it. It could even strengthen them, and in the cultivation world it was also called the Bat-Luring Demon Fruit, a name that meant it was specifically used to