This was a small woodshed, dilapidated and crude, tucked away in a corner of the City Lord's Manor.
In the dim light, it was like an insecure child, hanging its head and not daring to meet Xiao Yan's burning gaze.
The clamor from the distant courtyard could still faintly be heard here, yet it felt like two entirely different worlds.
This is the place. Xiao Yan sighed inwardly.
Her parents had truly gone to great pains, carefully arranging this place and leaving her an inheritance.
The bustling, lively gardens only added to the chill in the girl's heart. This tiny, shabby woodshed, however, carried a touch of warmth.
With a creak, Xiao Yan pushed open the woodshed door.
The shed was small, with one side piled high with split firewood. This wood all came from the Ghost Continent's unique Yinrot Trees, so the air within was permeated by a gloomy, decaying smell.
The faint white radiance of the bone-white sky shone through the skylight into the room. It was the only source of light.
In the faint glow, dozens of dim yellow fireflies fluttered about.
They were Ghostfire Fireflies, Lesser Demons of darkness and fire, with extremely weak offensive power. They nested in Yinrot Trees.
Xiao Yan waved her hand, and the fireflies were instantly startled, scattering in every direction.
"The entrance is covered by the firewood." Xiao Yan frowned, then summoned the White Bone Ape.
This was the only demon creature she had left. Fortunately, it was an ape, with hands similar to those of humans. It could move this pile of firewood aside.
If it had been clawed creatures like Dread Crocodiles, or flying creatures like Cursed Crows, they could only stare helplessly at this pile of firewood.
The White Bone Ape was still only a Great Demon,