At the same time, Tang San nearly hated the Dragon Snake Family to death.
Meng Yiran and the Snake Woman—one had caused him to lose the Phoenix-Tailed Crested Serpent and embarrass himself in front of Xiao Wu.
The other had attacked him while he was suffering from diarrhea. She had simply embarked on the Path to Death.
And Ning Chuan—that bastard had actually brought the Snake Woman to his side. His crime was even more unforgivable.
By the time Tang San returned to the camp, the simple shelters had already been built.
One for the men and one for the women.
It was Ma Hongjun's turn to keep watch.
And although Tang San had cleaned himself up, being around him still made Ning Chuan involuntarily recall the scene of him spraying everywhere.
So, unusually, he did not continue cultivating. In any case, his goal of intercepting the Eight Spider Lances had already been accomplished.
He got up and walked out of the shelter. After greeting Ma Hongjun, Ning Chuan left the camp under the latter's meaningful gaze and headed farther out, intending to get some fresh air.
The nights in the Star Dou Great Forest were quiet and cool, and Ning Chuan had originally imagined that the atmosphere would calm his mind. But that was not the case. A roaring wind whistled past, and merely hearing the rustling friction of leaves made Ning Chuan frown.
Could a Spirit Beast be attacking?
Ning Chuan warily scanned his surroundings. A vague figure could be seen among the trees.
It was a woman with long hair standing amidst the forest.
The surreal sight made Ning Chuan feel as though he were seeing an elf.
Beneath the soft moonlight, her snow-white skin glimmered faintly. Whenever the breeze stirred, her long hair drifted with