Yun Chujiu’s deduction was valid. She had only spent three days with the Baqi honey badger, but it had already fought more than 30 battles.
This was not even counting the fact that it had helped her kill more than 70 golden-backed dung beetles.
Oh right, she had to deduct the time it took for it to eat and sleep.
It could be seen how much it loved fighting.
With such a suicidal method, it was already a miracle that one of them had survived until now.
However, she did not care about that. She asked, “I admire your ancestor’s spirit of exploration. Now, tell me about the fences.”
The badger shook its head and said, “According to my inheritance, the eight-point mystical realm has a total of 7749, yes, 4900 fences.
“There are no barriers between the fences, and there are no mountains and rivers that can be seen, but they can not be crossed. Don’t you think it’s infuriating?”
Yun Chujiu:”...”