After arriving at Qing Shan, Tang Wenji truly regretted her impulsiveness a little.
For her, this place was simply far too cold—
The cold here was not something that extra clothing could ward off. The chill seemed to come from the Nine Heavens Astral Gale, rendering the military tent completely useless.
Fortunately, Feng Jun had prepared for the difficulties they faced. After setting Tang Wenji down, he immediately resorted to his usual method—blasting!
Having played with explosives on the Phone Plane for years, he was now extremely skilled at it. He drew the Spirit Porcupine Quill, dug several holes into the rock face, stuffed explosives inside, ran out wires, then filled the holes back in.
Half an hour later, a thunderous boom rang out, and he forcibly blasted a Mountain Cave into the hollow.
To survive here during winter, they had to stay inside a cave.
The Mountain Cave was not large. Its highest point was only around two meters, though it covered seven or eight square meters.
"Not spacious enough." Feng Jun drew a long blade and began hacking at the rock wall.
Tang Wenji was still wondering what he was doing when she saw huge chunks of stone being carved out. She could not help drawing a sharp breath. "Master Feng, what exactly is... your cultivation level?"
She believed the blade was no ordinary item, but she was even more certain that the person wielding it was the true reason it could display such power.
"My Martial Cultivation is at the Innate Realm." Feng Jun casually chopped at the rock while speaking. "Hurry up and clear the stones out. Why are you just standing there... waiting to be served?"
His tongue could be rather venomous at times. Sarcastic remarks came right out of his mouth.
"You're the one