In the silent night, unaware of the cries of battle within the Demon Beast Mountain Range, a figure swiftly darted towards the direction of the small town. Wei Bat knew that his master, along with his other Senior Brothers and Junior Brothers, were holed up in this tiny inn.
Actually, it was said that the six apprentices of Qing Beast Daoist should be guarding the dungeon, but after so many years, not even a single demon beast had come, let alone anyone looking for trouble. Thus, the Senior Brothers and Junior Brothers seldom stayed in this impoverished place.
Today was no different, leaving only Wei Bat and Silkworm Senior Brother to watch over the place while the others had long gone to other towns or villages to have fun. Who would want to stay in such a poor land?
