Forgot to Keep Them Alive

Jiang He felt a sudden rush of blood to his brain.

The autumn winds rustled.

Beneath the moonlight, he stood on a footpath over the cornfield, muttering to himself, "Aren't I being a little impulsive? I am out in the open, but the enemy is hidden and I know nothing about their strength. There'll be nothing to say if I can beat them, but if I can't…"

Ready to leave, he called out to Dumbo. As long as he stayed alive, he would always have another shot at facing this enemy. Once he went home and came up with a way to grow the medicinal pellets, and then started downing them every day, would he still have to fear the Sky Demon Cult?

Still, Dumbo did not move at all. It was crouching, as if ready to pounce, and growling, looking vicious as it bared its fangs. The Three-Tails Demon Cat was also mewing shrilly, having enlarged itself beside Dumbo to guard Jiang He.