Along the way, his steps were hurried, the spiritual fluctuations from the hot spring still echoing in his mind. At the same time, he was pondering how to share today's gains with Hé Yǔshuǐ, and how to use this spiritual power to better help them survive in the mountain forests.
Despite the biting cold wind that stung his cheeks and made his steps somewhat unsteady, hope and responsibility filled his heart. Without a second thought, he strode toward the cave, his resolute figure gradually vanishing into the vast, snowy wilderness.
The cold wind howled through the valley like a stern song played by nature, sweeping up fine, powdery snow and scattering it far and wide.
Chapter 542