Feng Moxi’s spiritual body entered the mysterious space. The moment she stepped inside, she felt the air was exceptionally refreshing. The surrounding atmosphere was rich with Yuan Energy, far denser than outside.
Without hesitation, she sat down cross-legged and began cultivating.
At the same time, she integrated the Divine Tempering Technique into her cultivation. Her thoughts revolved continuously within the space, flowing in perfect harmony with her breathing.
Surprisingly, combining the two techniques didn’t slow her cultivation at all.
After completing one full circulation cycle, the inner force settled into her dantian. She immediately leaped to her feet and, with a thought, summoned the broken sword resting on the table into her hand.
The abundant inner force surging through her dantian made the broken sword move like a soaring dragon. Following the sword art’s hand seals, her fingers danced through the prescribed motions.
A faint dark-golden glow instantly gathered at her fingertips.
At the same time, she felt a portion of the inner force inside her body being consumed.
Her mind moved with her intent.
Her fingers stiffened.
A razor-sharp sword qi shot forward in a straight line, slamming into the open ground ahead.
A deep sword scar instantly appeared.
Dirt exploded into the air.
She continued executing one sword technique after another, pouring all her strength into every strike.
Only after the inner force stored in her dantian gradually weakened and finally disappeared did she sit down once more and resume cultivating.
Again and again, she repeated the same cycle.
Time slipped by unnoticed.
When Feng Moxi finally opened her eyes again, daylight had already filled the outside world.
Luo Yunxi was nowhere to be seen.
Feng Moxi focused her spiritual power and cautiously extended her divine sense beyond the space.
Everything outside became crystal clear, as though she herself had stepped outside to observe it.
However, when her consciousness reached the staircase leading downstairs, everything below dissolved into complete darkness.
She knew her cultivation was still too shallow.
Even so, she was more than satisfied with her current progress.
When Feng Moxi walked downstairs, she found the lobby unexpectedly lively.
At some point, Luo Yunxi had joined Chaoyang and the others at the large dining table, where they were enjoying breakfast together.
On the table sat a huge steaming basin of freshly cooked rice, alongside a pot of cabbage and potatoes stewed with canned meat.
The instant Feng Moxi saw the food, she couldn’t tear her eyes away.
Her stomach chose that exact moment to betray her.
“Grrr…”
The loud growl echoed through the room.
Chaoyang happened to look up just then. Wearing a mischievous grin, he greeted her.
“Morning.”
Feng Moxi glanced through the lobby window toward the small courtyard outside before calmly replying in her heart.
“It does seem early… it’s not even dark yet.”
Luo Yunxi couldn’t help laughing when she saw Feng Moxi come downstairs.
She hurried over, pulled her to a seat, then filled an enormous bowl with rice without the slightest bit of restraint, piling it high with vegetables and meat.
“Quick, eat. You must be starving.”
Another teasing voice immediately followed.
“That’s right, hurry up. My Xiao Lizi’s cooking is excellent.”
As soon as Chaoyang finished speaking, a sunny-looking young man dressed in black straightened his back behind him.
Although his expression remained calm, there was a warmth about him that made him seem approachable rather than distant.
He simply nodded politely at Feng Moxi.
She couldn’t help feeling surprised.
Since when had these people become so courteous?
“Thank you.”
To someone who regarded food as life itself, there was simply no way she could refuse such a delicious meal.
She deliberately asked, “Looks like you’ve been living pretty well. The kitchen still had food?”
If she remembered correctly, she had taken every bit of food stored here earlier.
Unless someone among them possessed a spatial ability.
But Wan Yong’s group clearly didn’t.
As she spoke, her gaze drifted toward Xiao Lizi.
Chaoyang answered before anyone else could.
“Those bastards weren’t much good in a fight, but they sure knew how to loot. The back kitchen was packed with food from floor to ceiling. Hahaha, we really hit the jackpot.”
“A whole room?”
Feng Moxi’s eyes flickered thoughtfully.
Could it have been brought here by the group that arrived afterward?
In a few days, many survivors would probably occupy this place.
Rather than letting others benefit from it, she might as well find an opportunity to collect everything herself.
After taking her first bite of hot rice, she immediately understood what Chaoyang had meant.
The food was truly delicious.
The warmth spread through her entire body the instant it entered her mouth.
Unable to stop herself, she gently narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.
Chaoyang was completely dumbfounded.
He had assumed that a girl like her, whether before or after the apocalypse, would never have gone hungry.
Yet from the way she ate, it seemed she’d been starving for quite some time.
Even so, she wasn’t wolfing the food down.
Everything about her remained calm and composed.
The more he watched, the harder she was to understand.
Feng Moxi slowly finished chewing her first mouthful before taking the second.
Every bite was carefully savored, as though each grain of rice was precious.
Watching her eat somehow made the meal taste even better to Chaoyang himself.
Although both girls ate with refined table manners, it wasn’t long before the enormous basin of rice and every last bit of the stew had completely disappeared.
After finishing, Luo Yunxi said a little shyly,
“I’ll wash the dishes. I’m a water-element ability user.”
Doing the dishes had always been a major headache for Xiao Lizi and the others.
Whenever they ran into that problem, they usually threw the dirty bowls away and used new ones.
The biggest reason, however, was the severe shortage of water.
“That’s wonderful.”
Chaoyang laughed.
“The six of us are completely useless. Not one of us has a water ability.”
Feng Moxi glanced toward one corner of the lobby.
Wan Yong and his group were gathered around another table in the smaller dining area, quietly eating noodles.
When He Ping noticed her looking over, he offered her a faint smile.
As for the remaining three young women…
No, four of them.
They were still huddled together in a corner of the lobby, staring at everyone with hopeful expressions.
The messy state of the hall from before had already been completely cleaned up.
Early the next morning, everyone climbed into their vehicles.
Sima Yue and Gong Chaoyang naturally climbed into Feng Moxi’s vehicle as well.
Feng Moxi had never met people with such unbelievably thick skin.
They did whatever they pleased and said whatever came to mind.
With his usual enthusiasm, Chaoyang smiled brightly.
“What a coincidence, you’re heading out too.”
“There are cars over there.”
“That’d just waste fuel.”
Meanwhile, his four subordinates had already occupied the other Ford Kuga.
Everyone from Wan Yong’s team climbed into their own vehicle as well, including the middle-aged woman and the young boy.
It was obvious Wan Yong wasn’t willing to leave his family behind in such an uncertain refuge.
The moment the four young women heard they were heading out to eliminate monsters, their faces turned deathly pale.
Once again, they huddled together in the corner of the lobby, choosing to leave their fate to chance.
Or perhaps to wait for someone else to save them.
The others simply acted as though they didn’t exist.
No one showed the slightest reaction.
The convoy soon set off.
Before long, they reached the three-way intersection connecting Binhai and Baiyang Town.
After yesterday’s desperate escape, scattered monsters were now wandering all along the road.
To save time, Feng Moxi ignored them and simply drove around them.
However, when they neared the building where they had rested the previous day, the road ahead was completely packed with monsters.
The weathered bridge in particular was overflowing with them.
The moment they heard the approaching vehicles, the monsters all let out hoarse growls and staggered toward them.
They bared their claws and fangs, desperately trying to pounce while roaring without pause.
Chaoyang’s four subordinates immediately drew their Tang sabers and began cutting down the monsters.
Feng Moxi frowned.
There were far more monsters on this road than before.
Besides the ones Chaoyang’s group had lured over that night, many of the monsters from the town’s streets had probably wandered here as well.
Clearing them all would take quite some time.
She only hoped no one would come to cause trouble today.
The perpetually expressionless Sima Yue’s eyes turned icy.
A Tang saber suddenly appeared out of thin air in his hand.
Without another word, he stepped out of the vehicle and headed straight toward the monsters.
Feng Moxi’s eyes flashed.
Just as she had suspected.
These people really did possess storage spaces.
And more than one of them.
She couldn’t afford to underestimate this group.