"Thank you."
Compared to before, Lin Jiaojiao's voice sounded much better now.
"The place where she imprisoned us was a cave. When we first entered, it was pitch-black, without a trace of light. Only when we reached its deepest recesses did a faint glimmer of candlelight suddenly appear.
And over these past two days, those two candles were what I used to keep track of time.
I tend to drag everyone down when it comes to important matters, but I'm not entirely useless. Since I enjoy good food and fun, I've learned about a few curiosities in the cultivation world.
For instance, there's a little thing called the Double Ninth Candle, which I once stumbled upon by chance.
Those two candles were Double Ninth Candles.
Although the Double Ninth Candle is called a candle, it isn't actually a candle in the traditional sense. It's a magic treasure.
But since this magic treasure has no purpose beyond providing light, most cultivators consider it something of a chicken rib-hardly worth keeping, yet a shame to throw away."
Cultivators' five senses had long surpassed those of ordinary people. Even in the deepest darkness, as long as it wasn't a trap laid by some powerful elder using spiritual qi, they could use their divine sense in place of their eyes. For this reason, cultivators had little need for such magic treasures.
Even Su Jiu had never heard of the Double Ninth Candle.
"This candle-shaped magic treasure has a miraculous effect that cultivators don't think much of: it can keep a light burning forever.
Of course, this 'forever' isn't forever in the literal sense.
This magic treasure does burn and drip wax like an ordinary candle. But once it has burned away completely, it reassembles the wax that dripped down and solidified, forming a new