With her experience from yesterday, Xue Fanxin fell fewer times from the wooden stakes today. When she stood on the wooden stakes, she was relatively stable, and the accuracy of jumping to every wooden stake was a little higher.
If she improved a little in all aspects, when added up, it would not be just a little.
Because Xue Fanxin had fallen extremely miserably yesterday, the demonic beasts of all sizes had already been her cushions from the beginning. They followed under the wooden stakes and as long as they noticed Xue Fanxin swaying on the wooden stake, they would immediately lie on the ground and prepare to be cushions.
Xue Fanxin did not reject the demonic beasts' good intentions, because she knew that it was useless to reject them, so she might as well let them do what they wanted and be grateful to them in the future.
