Chapter 647
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But the origin of the Soul of the Flame was not clear to Fan Zhuo. The Soul of the Flame that Fan Zhuo held was given to him by his mother on her deathbed. It was only because they were related by blood that he was able to use it.
How a Ring Forger obtained the Soul of the Flame had always been a great secret and no Ring Forger had ever mentioned it to anyone.
Even Fan Zhuo's mother had never mentioned it to him.
This made Jun Wu Xie feel a little powerless and she would not be able to become a Ring Forger for the time being.
It was almost dusk and the horse carriages were already halfway through the journey. They would reach the Heaven's End Cliff in another five days.
By now, Jun Wu Xie and the others were already far away from the town. Within a hundred mile radius, there was not a single soul to be seen, not to mention a village.
Mu Qian Fan stopped the horse carriages at the side of the mountain path and Jun Wu Xie and the others got down from the carriages. They lit a fire under a large boulder and pitched their tents, ready to rest.
Although they had been sitting in the horse carriages the whole time, the ten days of bumpy ride had made their bones feel like they were about to fall apart. Mu Qian Fan's injuries had improved and most of the bandages on his body had been removed. Although the newly healed skin was still covered with scars, it was not as scary as before. His face was still wrapped in bandages and because he had to speak at times, the speed at which the wounds on his face healed was slower.
"I'll go gather some firewood." Mu Qian Fan watched as night fell and he got up to walk towards the forest.
"Mu Qian Fan is really a practical person. Throughout the journey, I felt like I had become a cripple just watching him take care of us." Qiao Chu said as he massaged his sore knees. A few days before they had set off, he had been trying to help Mu Qian Fan but he had been chased away.
Mu Qian Fan had always been ahead of them and had not allowed them to do anything.
"Let's go check if there is a water source nearby." Rong Ruo said as she stood up. The spirit ring on her finger flickered and Hell Butterflies flew out from the light, hovering around her.
"I'll go with you." Fei Yan said as he stood up.
The two of them followed the Hell Butterflies and walked towards a place where there might be a water source.
Lord Meh Meh leaned against Jun Wu Xie's feet, chewing on the grass around it and nudging Jun Wu Xie's calf with its head.
"Meh!"
Lord Meh Meh was not full at all!
The little black cat translated Lord Meh Meh's words to Jun Xie and it raised a hand to pat Lord Meh Meh on its tiny head.
One could not blame Lord Meh Meh for having such a huge appetite. They had been hurrying on with their journey during the day and they had been able to eat some dried rations while seated in the horse carriages. But Lord Meh Meh only ate fresh plants. Although it looked to be rather small in size, but its true form was extremely huge. A few square meters of grass would not even be enough for a single meal. If they were to let Lord Meh Meh eat its fill, the time they would spend on their journey would be greatly consumed.
"I'll go take a look around." Jun Wu Xie stood up. At this rate, Lord Meh Meh was going to protest.
Qiao Chu looked at Jun Xie with a smile and waved his hand to remind her to be careful. He then lowered his head and continued to rummage through the dried meat and put it over the fire to roast.
In terms of power, although Jun Xie was not like the others who were able to raise their powers to the Purple Spirit, but with the little black cat and Lord Meh Meh around, Jun Xie could be said to be the most domineering among them.
Jun Xie carried the little black cat and walked towards the forest at the side. Lord Meh Meh wagged its little tail happily as it followed behind.
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