Chapter 936: The End of the Journey

The last ember in the campfire burned out, and the white smoke gently rose in a very thin and straight line until it reached a certain height, where it suddenly dispersed.

This was because it was quiet, an autumn morning without a breeze, the distant call of an eagle drifting through the air.

Bi Fang sat in a simple wooden shed with his eyes closed in meditation, appearing to barely breathe, like a statue.

After the battle ended last night, there was a brief shower that lasted less than half an hour, and the shed was built at that time.

The overnight battle had taken a massive toll on stamina and spirit, but Bi Fang could not sleep to prevent any accidents, so meditation was the most suitable way to rest.

Now was the best season of the year, with the sky high and clear, pure and transparent, the rising sun warm, the rainy season prolonged, and the fresh air with moisture seeping through the gaps of the trees, invigorating one's spirit.