After the main group left, only four people remained outside the cave where Tong Mingshan was in seclusion.
Wu Jinliang sat on the ground, one leg stretched out and the other bent with his arm resting on it, idly tossing the Wind Scales in his hand.
Since Shi Chun could use the Wind Scales Hao Ji carried, he had tossed his own to Wu Jinliang to keep as a backup, allowing him to catch up with them more quickly.
The two Four Cauldron Sect disciples were genuinely focused on treating their fire injuries, leaving Lao Changhai as the main lookout.
"Those suns up there, big and small-why does it feel like they're barely moving?" Wu Jinliang suddenly asked no one in particular as he occasionally gazed up at the sky out of boredom.
He had heard that some continents also had more than one sun.
A Four Cauldron Sect disciple sitting cross-legged nearby opened his eyes slightly and answered, "The days here are longer. One day here equals three days by standard reckoning."
Wu Jinliang asked, "Then are those seven times seven, forty-nine days counted by the days here or outside?"
The disciple wondered whether this fellow was just making conversation for the sake of it. "Of course they're counted by normal time outside."
Wu Jinliang muttered, "One day equals three. A little over sixteen days."
He took an occasional drag from the Ice Sheep as he waited. The boredom did not last too long; roughly two hours after Shi Chun and the others left, faint sounds came from inside the sealed cave.
Wu Jinliang and the others all turned to look.
With a crash, the rock blocking the cave toppled outward. A figure appeared amid the billowing dust-none other than Tong Mingshan. His face shone with vitality, and he