However, they had failed to notice that at the moment they had left, a gulping sound echoed faintly from the depths of the cave. Intermingled within it was an irritated voice, "Damn it, why is this cave so small? Smells good... smells so good. Ah, forget it, I'll go back to sleep instead. What those bugs make can't possibly taste that good. Right, it definitely isn't tasty. Sleep, sleep..."
After resting for three full days, everyone's injuries had shown signs of improvement. Nian Bing's shoulder wound had healed, but, for him, this wasn't necessarily good news. His tendons and bones were broken, and surface healing didn't indicate much. For now, this arm of his was useless. The better news was that Zi Qingjian had regained consciousness. Because his energy hadn't been completely exhausted, he still seemed as lively and vigorous as before after his recovery.