"A burnt smell?"
Xie Jingxin sniffed the robe she wore and indeed caught a burnt smell. Figuring it must have lingered from the meat she had scorched earlier, she stood there and shook herself, instantly whipping up a small sandstorm inside the "burial chamber."
Once the dust cleared.
Zhang Yuan stared at her gray robe, now noticeably whiter, and sank into thought.
Could that gray robe of hers have been white originally?
"Roasting things at home makes smoke. It can't get out, and I was afraid I'd smoke you to death, so I went up to the surface to eat. Want some? I haven't seen you eat for days."
Xie Jingxin explained.
She went up to the surface to eat?
Not a blade of grass grew in the [Yin Net Tranquil-Illumination Palace]. What could she eat? Food she had stocked in a Spatial Treasure beforehand?
Yes, that made sense. After all, as a Blood Furnace Lantern-Lighting Path Cultivator who cultivated through her own qi-blood, she would surely carry food to replenish it in her Spatial Treasure.
Slightly puzzled, Zhang Yuan came up with a reasonable explanation for Xie Jingxin's behavior. Then, faced with her warm invitation, he nodded and said:
"All right. Thank you, Sword Saint Xie."
"Then let's go up."
Xie Jingxin nodded, then left the "burial chamber" where they had lived for days with Zhang Yuan and climbed to the surface.
The surface looked just as it had when they arrived: gray and murky, without a blade of grass or anything else on the ground. As for what had changed...
Almost all the demons that had wandered around the burial chamber were gone. Only a few scattered evil ghosts drifted in the distance, not daring to approach the chamber.
Well, aside from that, several extinguished campfires had appeared