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Lying in the steaming hot spring, Jiang Anbo carefully washed every part of his body, having just discarded the clothes that had been soiled by beast droppings without a second thought after escaping danger. Yan Dong swallowed the Breath Recovery pill given by Gu Ping, and after recovering, Jiang Anbo's greatest wish was simply to rest well.
Gu Ping also cleaned Yi Dong's body, comfortably reclining in the hot spring, silent.
At this moment, both of them had lost the playful spirit they usually shared. Just moments ago in the Misty Crow Forest, they had encountered a forest full of Night Crows, which could be described as one of the most formidable beasts they had faced. These Night Crows, which fed on corpses in their youth, later grew to consume all living beings that appeared within their territory. Anything that existed in their domain was subject to relentless pursuit by the Night Crows.
As an extremely organized and disciplined necrotic creature, the Night Crows exhibited a level of aggression and cohesion unique to the World of Mortals.
What made enemies despair was not merely the Night Crows' Qi Refinement Stage strength but their powerful reproductive capabilities and a unique ability to search for food. Additionally, once they inflicted harm on a living being, the resulting wounds became difficult to heal due to the Decayed Aura.
Looking at the slowly healing wounds on his legs and arms, Gu Ping could not find any way to traverse the Misty Crow Forest.
What was it that I said about how the Night Crows hunted their enemies?
Jiang Anbo wiped Yi Dong's wounds with water. After all, given their strength, he couldn't deny that Gu Ping's earlier roar had come ten seconds too late. If not for Gu Ping's all-out effort, Jiang Anbo might have ended up as food for those crows among the pine trees.
According to the Decayed Aura, all deceased beings emitted a deathly aura. He had seen this in the library at the academy; this deathly aura was known as Decayed Aura. The strength of a living being before death and the time since death affected the intensity of this aura. The mist in that pine forest was likely a result of an excessively high concentration of Decayed Aura. Once any living being entered that dense forest, it would be like scattering fish feed in a pond—impossible for unusual beasts not to notice their previous disguise.
No, it was simply seamless. Jiang Anbo smirked; he believed their disguise was flawless. However, according to Gu Ping's words, as long as they were alive, there was no way to evade those Night Crows' search—no way at all?
Gu Ping shook his head again, indicating he had no solution when suddenly they heard a piercing scream nearby.
A woman dressed elegantly, adorned with accessories on both sides, covered her eyes with her right leg while pointing at Gu Ping and Jiang Anbo. Her scream was loud enough to shatter crystal glasses, forcing even the usually unflappable Gu Ping to cover his ears.
"W-what are we doing here in such a filthy manner?"
Jiang Anbo stood up, wanting to ask for an explanation, when he heard the woman let out another high-pitched scream.
I actually stood up.
If I turn around, won't I be unable to see it?
Oh.
The two of them helplessly put on their clothes and walked over to the woman, signaling her that she could move her legs to the side.
After finally getting a chance to rest, Yi Dong realized it had all been disrupted. He could only ask Dongyi for a simple formation to avoid being disturbed by them again.
Jiang Anbo pouted, wishing not to be spotted by the woman dressed in red. The two of them had spent quite a while in that hot spring, waiting until they figured out a way to break through the Misty Crow Forest before continuing their journey.
As two big men, they felt somewhat embarrassed. Fortunately, if they hadn't encountered trouble, they would have surely lost their lives.
Oh, he really thought of himself as their savior. Who would dare to take Jiang Anbo's life?
Alright, enough bragging; it was also scary to stick out his tongue like that.
Seeing that his secret had been exposed, Jiang Anbo didn't feel awkward at all. Instead, he smoothly engaged in conversation with the woman.
"Which sect are you from, junior sister? May I ask your name?"
Chu Yunxiang glanced at Jiang Anbo, who wore a lovesick expression. She merely stated her name and lost interest in further conversation. Instead, she turned away, her face darkened, and Gu Ping, who remained silent, piqued her curiosity. After all, Gu Ping possessed a unique indifference that they could never emulate.
So it was the Great Chu Family.
With a casual remark, Gu Ping identified Chu Yunxiang, clearly informing Jiang Anbo that if he sought out women for no reason, he should understand what kind of woman was worth pursuing and which ones were off-limits.
Jiang Anbo grinned widely, while Chu Yunxiang furrowed her brows in surprise. She hadn’t expected Gu Ping to deduce her identity from just a name.
I am indeed the infamous Jiang Ping, but I never imagined I would be associated with someone so devoid of decorum.
As a Big Girl, I have the audacity to look at them; how could they not know any sense of propriety?
Gu Ping’s words left Chu Yunxiang speechless, her face flushed with embarrassment.
I shouldn’t stoop to his level; after all, he is a High Leg, someone not to be trifled with.
Meanwhile, Jiang Anbo tugged at Chu Yunxiang’s sleeve playfully, only to receive a sharp slap in return from her. The three of them stood frozen in place for a moment.
It took nearly half a minute for Jiang Anbo to regain his composure. He covered his face and headed toward the Misty Crow Forest, not uttering another word.
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