Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
A group of several dozen people marched imposingly toward the summit of the snow-capped mountain. Everyone was eager for action, ready to fight the monsters and demons to the death. However, Li Qiu keenly sensed that a faint, invisible rift had formed between the various sects; everyone was, to some degree, guarding against one another. It seemed that everyone had absolute confidence in obtaining the upcoming "heavenly treasures," as well as the resolve to tear off their masks at a moment's notice.
Naturally, this estrangement did not exist between Li Qiu, Jiushou, and Xiaoxiao. Aside from when they slept, the three were almost inseparable. The pairing of a Taoist, a monk, and a girl was quite eye-catching.
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