"Thank you!"
Mo Wangchen cupped his hands and then unceremoniously picked up the Holy Seal Fragment.
Unexpectedly, he acquired the fragment so easily this time. It was a decent account for Ru Yun Pavilion.
Thinking this, Mo Wangchen suddenly remembered Meng Yurou.
"I wonder how she is doing..."
Separated for only two or three months, Mo Wangchen inevitably started to miss her.
Soon, he brought the Night Emperor's Holy Bone outside the cave.
Mo Wangchen himself dug a pit and buried it beside the cave entrance, erecting a gravestone as a tribute to the Night Saint Emperor.
Now with the Holy Seal Fragment in hand, Mo Wangchen had no reason to venture deeper into this Restricted Zone.
The area was too mysterious, existing for endless ages, harboring infinite dangers, so if he could avoid the risk, it was naturally the best.
Fang Yuan and Luoyue Saint Master held similar thoughts; their journey had already yielded great rewards.
Everyone began departing, retracing their path.
