"If we need a guide, Yuan Yuan alone will be enough. The journey ahead is fraught with danger, so Feihong and Ru Meng should stay behind," Shen Luo said.
"Then we..." Feihong looked at Shen Luo hesitantly.
"Cloud Dream Marsh has been far from peaceful lately. Conceal yourselves and leave the marsh first. Find somewhere safe outside, and we'll meet up with you when we return," Shen Luo said.
Feihong and Ru Meng knew they would only be burdens if they followed, so neither insisted. They bade farewell to Shen Luo and Wuman'er and left ahead of them.
"Brother Shen, Sister Wu, will they run into any more danger on their way back?" Yuan Yuan was clearly more worried about them than about her own journey ahead.
Shen Luo said nothing at first. He merely patted the Cosmic Bag at his waist and instructed, "Sorry for the trouble, but escort them for a while and help them find somewhere safe."
"Yes," a voice answered from within the Cosmic Bag.
A wisp of black mist drifted out of the bag's opening, then vanished from their sight in an instant.
Although Zhao Feiji's cultivation was only at the late Out-of-Body Realm, he excelled at concealment and ambushes, and his ability to fight was far from weak. He was ideally suited to escorting Feihong and Ru Meng.
Seeing that Shen Luo had made other arrangements, Wuman'er and Yuan Yuan both relaxed.
The group set off again, and before long, a splash of pink appeared before them.
Dense clusters of pink reeds spread across the sandbars ahead, interwoven into a vast expanse that seemed as boundless as an ocean.
Standing at the bow of the flying boat, Shen Luo gazed at the pink reed beds ahead, finding the sight almost unbelievable.
It was not