Upon hearing this, Ji Fengyao's eyebrows twitched slightly, and a flash of inspiration struck her: she naturally knew that a group of tails had been following her all along.

Could it be that my brother's mouth has been blessed again this time, and that because they accidentally stumbled into the enemy's lair, the tails behind them have been keeping a low profile and haven't made a move?

Black Owl's heart also stirred. He carefully sensed it and transmitted his voice to Ji Fengyao and Shang Xiye: "Fengming is right. In addition to the faint demonic energy coming from behind, there is an even fainter demonic energy remaining in this snowy area. We may have really stumbled into the lair of Black Purgatory."

Ji Fengming, however, was not worried at all. With a wave of his hand, he said with a bandit-like air, "That's great! Since we've run into them, let's go all the way and wipe them out in one fell swoop!"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. Now that we've run into each other, there's no reason for us to let this opportunity pass us by!" The young female bandit rubbed her hands together, her bandit spirit soaring.

Shang Xiye: "..."

Black Owl: "..."

There must be at least a hundred tails behind it;

Including their stronghold, there are probably thousands of demonic cultivators.

Even if they can take on a hundred people each, there will still be four or five hundred left. At that point, it's hard to say who will take down whom!

"How about we retreat first, and while we wait for reinforcements, we find all the other medicinal herbs we can?" Wanqikaf had never experienced war and was not afraid, but her suggestion was somewhat out of character for her lively personality, and was more of a compromise.

This shows that although she seems carefree, she is not actually a reckless girl.

Ma Chengrao was so cold that his mind was foggy, and he looked completely bewildered: "Why aren't you all moving? Is it too cold? Are you thinking of building a fire to warm yourselves up? Let me tell you, there's no firewood around here. We can only tough it out and get through this freezing weather. Once we get over that snow-covered mountain, it'll be fine. Behind that mountain, it's like spring all year round. If it weren't for the fact that most of it is swamp, it would be paradise on earth."

He seemed to be comforting Da'an, but he was more comforting himself, murmuring repeatedly, "When we get there, it will be warm; when we get there, it will be very warm, very warm..."

"Who says there's no firewood?" The little bandit waved her hand, and several bundles of firewood appeared on the ground.

There is firewood that is split into even pieces and burns for a long time;

There were neatly bundled, thin seedlings that were easily ignited.

Ma Chengrao was immediately dumbfounded:

Holy crap, is the Ninth Princess a fairy?

Otherwise, how could she suddenly turn into so much firewood?

Wanqika was also amazed. Although she knew that Ji Fengyao and the others had storage rings, she estimated that even in the cultivation world, few people could do something like piling up firewood in their storage rings.

"Haha, if that's not enough, here's more." Ji Fengming waved his hand and tossed out several large bundles of firewood. He looked at Shang Xiye with great pride and said, "Brother-in-law, I told you, we'll definitely need these firewood."

Shang Xiye retorted coolly, "Yaoyao brought firewood to keep warm. You're so proud of it, are you planning to use it to defend against enemies?"

My wife is a typical example; everything she does is perfectly reasonable, but if someone else does the same thing, they're considered crazy.

"Oh, Your Highness, I really do intend to use this firewood to defend against the enemy," Ji Fengyao said, her phoenix eyes smiling like two crescent moons.

Shang Xiye stared blankly at his wife, remained silent for a long time, and then changed his words expressionlessly: "...Fire attack seems like a good option too."

Wanqikaf: "..."

Ji Fengming: "..."

Black Owl: "..."

Xiao Jiu's skin is getting thicker and thicker every day; her morals have completely disappeared!