Xian Mengyao completely disregarded her image as she plopped down on the ground.
They were already in a forest where the weeds stood over a meter tall. The moment she sat down, the grass swallowed her figure whole.
Although Dongfang Lu and the other four were not quite as pathetic as she was, their faces were equally full of resentment.
Xian Xiaoying looked at them again and continued, "They're exhausted. Let them rest for a while!"
There was still barely any trace of living vitality in her voice.
Yet to the few of them, that voice was sweeter than the most heavenly music.
Even Dongfang Lu could not help casting her a grateful look.
The cultivation of the five of them was indeed formidable, but their expenditure over the first two days had truly been far too great.
However.
The gratitude on their faces had only just appeared when Xian Xiaoying's next words dispersed it in an instant.
"They're tired, but I'm not. They don't want to keep walking, but I do. Walk more, see more. If you're not afraid of dying, go clear the way ahead. We'll go take a look ourselves and see what the next mountain is like."
There was still not the slightest hint of living spirit in Xian Xiaoying's voice.
"Hahaha! As expected of Junior Sister Xiaoying. Great minds truly think alike."
"Come on, come on! Those people who are practically dead after walking a few steps will only be a burden if they follow us. Better to have them than not."
Qin Shaofeng seemed very delighted that someone agreed with his idea.
The moment those words came out, even Dongfang Lu, who always called everyone sister and brother, was so furious that smoke nearly came out of her seven orifices.
The faint goodwill Kelong