The fiery-red little fox really could understand some of their language, which puzzled it greatly.
Yet at some unknown point, it had gradually begun to understand the meanings behind many creatures' sounds, though it simply could not speak their language.
The fiery-red little fox landed on the ground in the next instant. As soon as all four paws touched down, its body jolted, and it immediately felt pain wrack its internal organs.
Only then did its gaze fall upon the scenery in the courtyard again, as though it had recalled something.
It then abruptly discovered that the strength within its body was abundant. Before this, even walking had required it to inch forward bit by bit.
It immediately twisted its head to look at its back. Its neck no longer suffered that uncontrollable, tearing agony from such a movement.
It saw the shocking, enormous wound on its back. It was no longer bleeding, and a thick, dark-black scab had formed over it.
While the fiery-red fox painfully examined its injuries, Li Yan and Bai Rou slowly made their way to the courtyard gate in the fence wall.
Li Yan had sensed earlier that perhaps because too much time had passed, the defensive power of the formation here had already weakened considerably. In a few hundred more years, it might vanish completely.
However, its weakness was only relative to Li Yan. Even Bai Rou, despite being proficient in formations, would need some time to break it.
After learning some details about this place from the fiery-red little fox's memories, they stopped paying attention to it.
Li Yan had no desire to concern himself with creatures that posed no threat to them. Bai Rou, however, had kindly given it a medicinal pill.
Li Yan had no objections to that. Senior Sister Bai