"Hey, she's actually still alive?"
The young man brought the torch closer to get a good look at the girl. A trace of surprise crossed his face—her age and appearance matched the Lin Feng who had jumped off the cliff. It was almost certainly her. But—
He looked up toward the top of the cliff.
His expression turned thoughtful.
The cliff, with its drop of more than ten zhang, was shrouded in shadows, like a ferocious beast lying in wait to hibernate, its jaws gaping as it greedily waited for prey to fall in. After observing it for a while, he roughly figured out how Lin Feng had managed to survive.
Sturdy vines grew in abundance along this stretch of cliff face.
It was thanks to those vines cushioning her fall that Lin Feng had escaped being smashed into mincemeat. Her life had been spared, but she could not avoid scrapes, cuts, and fractures from the impact. Exhausted, she had ended up hanging from a tree. Without a second thought, the young man sent out a streak of dark green martial energy.
The vines were destroyed, and the venomous snake coiled around them, flicking its tongue as it prepared to strike at its prey, was blown into a lump of flesh.
At last, the thorn-in-her-side feeling of being watched by the snake was gone, and Lin Feng let out a long breath of relief. She had cried to the heavens and the earth in vain, hanging from the tree for several hours. On top of that, her cold had not yet fully cleared, and her limbs were weak and her energy depleted. Even saving herself would have been difficult.
But misfortunes never came singly. Out of nowhere, a venomous snake as thick as a finger and as long as an