Rest
Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
Feng Jiu sat on the grass, admiring the expanse of the mountains and plains, and inhaling the fresh scent of plants in the air. Her previously stuffy chest gradually relaxed.
She took a few sips of water that Leng Shuang handed her, and then with a flip of her palm, she took out some spirit fruits from her space and passed them around. "Here, have some to moisten your throats!"
"Yes, " Qin Xin took the spirit fruits and distributed them to everyone.
Their group had more than a dozen people. There weren't too many, but each one was powerful. No one could actually harm them as long as they were not against someone at the level of a Monarch.
Since they were travelling in a low-profile manner, their cultivation levels were concealed, making them appear as ordinary guards. However, unlike typical guards, they all had exceptional bearing and striking looks.