Seeing this, Feng Jiu just smiled and didn't say much. She let them all rest for a while before taking them to the place where the boundary was originally laid out.
When they returned to the place where they had lived for more than a month, several of them felt deeply moved. This trip to the Hell Mountains was worth it. Even though they were only at the outer periphery, they had gained so much knowledge.
Their next steps were to take care of their injuries and improve their strengths.
Ten days later.
The wound in Ning Lang's calf gradually got better. After the wound scabbed over and fell off, it left no scar at all. He tore the cloth out and hopped on the vacant lot to make sure that the leg injury was completely healed. He came to the cave-dwelling excitedly.
"Feng Jiu, my calf injury is alright now. It didn't even leave a scar."
