After collecting the "Other Shore Flower," Li Yan glanced around. Monk Fako's cries had been far too loud before, and Li Yan had remained on guard the whole time, afraid of drawing the monsters from the "River of Nether Oblivion."
Yet their luck these past few days seemed genuinely good. So far, they had not encountered any of those bizarre things.
This even made Li Yan suspect that some of what Fako and the other two had said about the "River of Nether Oblivion" had merely been meant to deliberately scare him.
"Mm, there's about half a day left. At the pace we searched over the past few days, always sweeping sideways along this line, it might take even more time.
"Let's head straight toward the 'River of Nether Oblivion' now and see whether we can find any more 'Other Shore Flowers' in the remaining time!"
Li Yan looked at the weakly swaying Monk Fako and the other two, casually speaking as he tucked the gray bottle into his robes.
"Ah... My lord, please be magnanimous. This lowly one was blind as a dog. Please spare us!"
"Senior, we beg you, let us go!"
"Senior, you might as well just kill us outright!"
The three immediately wailed upon hearing this.
Monk Fako collapsed directly to the ground. The other two went bloodless with fright, dropping to the ground and knocking their heads against it without pause.
This man was too insane. Although this round would soon end and he could not kill them, no one could endure such torment.
This time, they had already picked five "Other Shore Flowers," including fine specimens over four hundred and over five hundred years old.
Once they returned, they would certainly receive praise from above. But no matter how many they picked now, it