The night gradually enveloped the entire Divine Beast Mountain. The moonlight fell, only casting shadows of trees. As the breeze blew, the leaves swayed, rustling softly.
Looking into the distance, the faint light flickered on and off. Yan Rufeng, flying on her sword, felt her mood lift.
"That must be the marketplace ahead..."
Yan Rufeng quickened her pace and soon reached the source of the light.
From above, she could see nearly a hundred ancient buildings standing in the mountain's hollow. The occasional sound of flying swords confirmed her belief that this was indeed the marketplace within Divine Beast Mountain.
Landing her flying sword, Yan Rufeng saw an inn and was about to enter, but hesitated.
"Ha!"
Yan Rufeng mocked herself, "I don't even have a single Divine Stone, and I'm thinking of staying at an inn? Am I overthinking things?"