"This will do."
Jing Jiu swept the area with his Sword Sense, confirming that there were no dangerous presences within ten li.
But now even he could not be entirely certain of that-he had sensed something wrong that day, yet had failed to discover the Iron Wire Worm.
Whether against Daoist cultivators or Snow Nation Monsters, he had very little combat experience.
Yin Qingmo glanced at the sky, then took out the Star Pot and set it on the ground.
Tonight might be cloudless, and she wanted to seize this rare opportunity to absorb some starlight.
There were still more than ten Star Fruits in the Star Pot, which could help cultivators replenish their True Essence and vital energy, but they had encountered no more battles over the past few days, so there was no need to take them out.
Wu Mingzhong summoned his Sword and Shield and set it on the snow in the middle.
Lu Jin silently recited the True Words. A ball of bright yellow flame left his hand, landed on the Sword and Shield, and began to burn, illuminating their increasingly dark surroundings.
This flame could keep burning until dawn, bringing some warmth, and possibly some danger as well.
Jing Jiu did not object to his lighting the fire, because he knew that psychological needs were sometimes important.
This was a very practical defensive formation.
The Star Pot could release a clear-light formation to protect the three of them at any moment, while the Sword and Shield and the open flame could work together, one attacking and the other defending.
Jing Jiu stood outside, showing no intention of sitting with them.
Yin Qingmo and the other two were used to this. Without saying anything, they closed their eyes and began regulating their breathing, crystals clasped in