One hundred thirty-two: to regain and then lose again

Swoosh!

In the Yulin Mountain Range, roughly tens of miles away from Yurong Mountain, a figure stealthily emerged from the dense forest. His expression was cautious; he frequently looked around as if he was on guard against someone.

This figure was naturally Yun Xiao, who had narrowly escaped from Yurong Volcano that day. Notably, a palm-sized, fiery-red rat lay lazily on his right shoulder.

Honestly, Yun Xiao's escape from Mo Qing's grasp owed much to the Fire Cloud Rat, whose extreme speed, even for someone as experienced as Yun Xiao, was astonishing.

This was another talent of the Fire Cloud Rat—speed. Even though it was merely a Fourth Rank Low Level Vein Demon, and the gap between its Meridian Qi and Mo Qing's was vast, it still outsped Mo Qing, who could not catch up.

"Hehe, little guy, thank you so much this time!"