Building a Camp

On the other side, after leaving the Fishing Tackle Shop, Qin Guan and Zi Qing hurried toward a Pine Forest in the distance.

"What kind of Special Physique does that fishing tackle shop owner have? How can she possess cultivation?" Qin Guan couldn't help asking as they walked along the mountain path.

At his words, Zi Qing stopped and turned to look at him with a cold snort. "What kind of physique? Why don't you try her and find out?"

Qin Guan looked at Zi Qing, his expression serious. "Be serious. Judging by my years of wilderness survival experience, this island is dangerous."

Hearing Qin Guan's words, Zi Qing dropped her teasing tone.

"The Great Dao Restriction on this island is indeed powerful. We have no cultivation right now, so we're no different from mortals. We can't sense even the slightest fluctuation of Spiritual Power. And that fat woman from earlier was no ordinary person. You'd better be careful when you sleep tonight."

She deliberately put extra emphasis on the last sentence.

Qin Guan's face darkened. He said nothing more and hurried toward the woods ahead.

Before long, the two of them reached the Pine Forest.

At the forest's edge, Qin Guan spotted many marks where pine trees had been chopped down. Not far away, lots of people were hard at work felling trees.

It seemed the islanders often cut trees here and traded them with the fishing tackle shop owner for useful supplies.

"Pine trees are exceptionally hard. Since you won't let me use an axe, you can chop one down." Standing beneath a large pine, Qin Guan glanced at Zi Qing and said coolly.

Zi Qing planted her hands on her hips. "You're a grown man, and you want a delicate woman like me to do the work?"