A beautiful day began early in the morning.
March 17, 7 a.m.
As the first ray of sunlight pierced the sky and sprinkled over the slumbering forest, a tranquil yet vibrant scene slowly unfolded before one's eyes. The night had not completely faded, intertwining with the morning light, draping the forest in a mysterious and enchanting veil.
Chen Yun spent the whole night meticulously sensing the emotional surges and physical transformations brought on by a whim in nature the day before.
This was one reason he wanted to avoid a bloodbath and instead had stayed overnight in a wooden cabin—after fighting the black bear, he vaguely gained some strange insights and needed a quiet resting place.
Outside the cabin,
a series of noisy sounds erupted.
Half of the followers began their prayers for the new day, while the remaining half were busy cooking a mush of wild vegetables.