[You went up Kiln Mountain and first found the Storage Bag hidden in the large hole dug at the entrance to the Xu Family kiln.]
[The Storage Bag was "untouched." Holding it, you thought that whatever was inside probably had not mattered much to the female sword immortal. Otherwise, it would hardly have remained hidden.]
[As for the dungeon, you went to inspect it and found nothing.]
[You went back to check on the group from Mount Fangcun. Every one of them was unharmed.]
[To tell the truth, they had been dragged into this against their will. Neither Xu Ci nor the female sword immortal paid them much mind. They were weeds by the roadside, not worth bothering with, and that had kept them safe.]
[By your reckoning, some four or five hours had passed.]
[You found a dry, level patch of ground, lay down, and shifted into a more comfortable position.]
[Your eyes stirred. You sensed familiar presences approaching through the kiln: the three from the Xu Family.]
[You "fainted" on the ground and slowly closed your eyes. A glimmer of mana gathered at your fingertip, waking Qi Ling, whose cultivation was the highest in the group.]
[Qi Ling jolted awake as if shocked. Panic still lingered in her eyes. She breathed hard, then saw her companions sprawled around her, fast asleep. Only then did she calm a little, relief at surviving the ordeal rising on her face.]
[She sensed Xu He and the other two as well. After a moment's thought, a tongue of crimson spirit fire sprang from her hand and shone upon Yang Chen's forehead beside her.]
[Then she "fainted" again.]
[Yang Chen felt a wave of heat and snapped awake. He touched his face and found it unharmed, then looked around. Everyone was present. Nothing