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"": "The man's mouth twitched. He clutched his chest, as though trying to suppress his pounding heart, and stared at the shadows of the trees behind him, drenched in sweat. From the corner of his eye, he watched the stone faces flickering in and out of view on the ground.
"This is your fate. You were meant to live. You no longer need to scout the way," Shangguan Xingyue said again.
Intense disbelief and delight burst into the man's eyes!
Everyone else was gripped by unease.
The reason was simple. When they encountered danger, would Shangguan Xingyue still send one person straight to his death, then have another scout the way normally?
Did that mean every time they encountered danger, one person would inevitably die, and another would live?
Of course, no one dared object.
They could only hope they wouldn't be next, but the one after that instead...
Time passed little by little.
Elephant Mountain was too vast and too high. They had walked for a long time, yet still had to keep going.
Along the way, they reached a place where the stone steps rose and fell unevenly, with hot springs dotted beside them.
Where the liang had lurked, strange rocks lined the road, and eerie tree shadows hung overhead.
These hot springs were clearly the second danger, weren't they?
Shangguan Xingyue sent another person forward.
Sure enough, when that man passed the first hot spring, he suddenly slipped and fell into the water with a splash!
Only then did the others realize he hadn't slipped at all!
A three-year-old child had silently appeared on the path, right where the man had been standing.
With red lips and white teeth, the child wore a bellyband and had a little braid pointing straight up.
With