"Master, no matter how far I have to go or how long I have to wait, I will definitely find you again," Ji Fengyao clenched her fists and made a silent vow.

She used her divine sense to check on Little Thirteen's condition inside the Tower of Life.

Perhaps the spatial teleportation was too intense, and Little Thirteen was too young for his soul to withstand such violent shocks, so he remained unconscious.

Ji Fengyao gently moved him out, took his pulse, and then used her divine sense to examine him thoroughly, inside and out.

Once she was sure that Xiao Shisan was alright, she placed a soft cushion next to her and gently laid him on it before beginning to meditate and focus on absorbing spiritual energy.

After carefully examining her own condition, Ji Fengyao was slightly surprised.

That random teleportation array truly lived up to its reputation as the most ridiculous teleportation array in history. After just one teleportation, half of her spiritual power was "stolen," leaving her cultivation level barely at the edge of the Nascent Soul stage, just a hair's breadth away from falling into the Core Formation stage!

"No wonder my body is so thirsty for spiritual energy. I wonder who set up that despicable teleportation array," Ji Fengyao muttered to herself.

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt a tickle in my nose and sneezed loudly with an "achoo".

Ji Fengyao raised her hand to rub her nose, not paying much attention to it.

She roused herself completely and began to circulate the "Gathering Spirit Technique," absorbing the abundant spiritual energy around her to replenish the deficiency of spiritual power within her body.

A large amount of spiritual energy, like a piled-up mist, swirled around her body, nourishing her skin, meridians, bones, and flesh;

It also cleanses and nourishes the sleeping little thirteen beside her.

From a distance, the grove of trees looked like it was shrouded in morning mist, but from the outside, you couldn't see or sense anyone inside.

About seven or eight days later.

From the outer edge of the Monster Forest, a small team of twenty people was heading deeper into the forest towards the place where Ji Fengyao and Xiao Shisan were.

Leading the procession were a young couple dressed in tattered clothes.

Their feet were shackled, and a large character for "slave" could be vaguely seen on the shackles, which were covered in blood and flesh. The shackles were very ordinary and not connected; they were not magical artifacts and did not serve any purpose of restraint. They were only used to humiliate people.

Both of them were disheveled and covered in blood, making it impossible to see their original appearances.

Behind them followed a haughty woman in purple.

The woman in purple was fairly pretty, except for her unusually short and thick nose;

When she held her head high with arrogance, her pair of dark nostrils were particularly noticeable.

“Miss Zhixi, going any further in would take us into the depths of the Monster Forest. Perhaps we should look for evening primroses somewhere else? It would be terrible if we encountered a second-tier monster.” A young man with a monkey-like face and brocade robes stepped forward and fawned over the woman in purple.

"What's there to be afraid of if we encounter a second-tier demon beast? We still have two scout dogs to act as meat shields. Even if we do encounter one, we have plenty of time to retreat." The woman in purple raised her pair of dark nostrils again, as proud as a peacock about to spread its tail feathers.

The young man with the monkey-like face in brocade glanced at the extremely disheveled man and woman in front of him, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his mean eyes, and immediately said, "Miss Zhixi is right. These two dogs are fortunate to have been able to protect Miss Zhixi from disaster."

Having said that, the brocade-clad, monkey-faced youth kicked the boy in front of him hard and said fiercely, "Hurry up and go clear the way!"

The boy sensed the attack from behind and dodged to the side.

Unfortunately, the young man in brocade robes with monkey-like cheeks was at the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, while he had only just established his foundation and was injured, so he couldn't dodge.