After He Chendong voiced his concerns, Skinny Monkey and the others stopped talking about returning to base right away.
Skinny Monkey was a veteran of the battlefield, too. He'd only suggested returning to base because he'd been caught up in a moment of excitement.
But after hearing He Chendong's reminder, he'd calmed down and realized that going back to base now carried some risks as well.
So, for a while, Qin Shaofeng and He Chendong's group stayed quietly aboard the Magic Cloud instead of returning to the human race's base.
He Chendong's injuries weren't going to heal overnight. He needed some time to recover.
However, there were quite a few potent healing pills among their spoils this time. That meant He Chendong, who would've needed two or three months to recover, could now be fully healed in about ten days.
Without He Chendong's strength as their captain, Qin Shaofeng and the others naturally didn't go out to fight during that time.
The first day or two went by all right, but by the third day, Skinny Monkey could hardly sit still.
At that moment, Skinny Monkey was pestering Qin Shaofeng for a chat!
"Tell me, Brother Yan Yang, how exactly do you cultivate? When you let loose, I, Skinny Monkey, am nothing but trash next to you!"
Remembering how Qin Shaofeng had punched that Devil Race member into the ground three days ago, Skinny Monkey couldn't help shivering.
That was terrifying!
He was only at the first level of the Great Domain Lord Realm, yet he could unleash such power.
Brother Yan Yang was a downright freak!
"Heh, how else would I cultivate? I just cultivated like anyone else!"
Qin Shaofeng chuckled, then explained, "Maybe it's because I came from a low-level plane and went through countless life-or-death trials. Then,