Everyone's emotions rose and fell like a roller coaster. They originally thought they would be paralyzed from the fall, but to their surprise, they landed on the ground in the blink of an eye.
It seemed they had returned to the stone forest that previously served as the entrance to the mystic realm.
Caught off guard, the people tumbled into a pile and smacked into all sorts of rocks, turning bruised all over.
Nonetheless, our dear Qiao Mu's luck was quite decent, and her bottom was cushioned by the back of poor Duan Yue's head. She looked up at the sky, confused.
She subconsciously extended her delicate hand, white as snow, and watched as a round bead, the size of a fist, slowly dropped into her hand.
The youth's face immediately turned green! He arched his head up as his handsome face flushed red. Qiao Mu hastily dusted off her behind and stood up.
