Two days later.
A floating airship, passing through layers of cloud and sea, entered the domain of Fang Continent.
Inside the airship, hundreds of Qi Refining cultivators with sealed magical power were crammed together in densely packed metal cages, making a ruckus.
"Master..."
In the corner of a metal cage, a timid young girl's voice asked hesitantly:
"Will we die in that Suiyu Mountain?"
"I heard cultivators captured into the mining mountain never make it out alive..."
The speaking young girl had cat-like whiskers on her cheeks, a long slender tail flicking anxiously, and amber-colored eyes glowing faintly in the dark.
"Alas!"
A middle-aged man in blue robes covered with yellow fur, a sharp, monkey-like face, sighed helplessly:
"We'll take it one step at a time; bad luck chose us."
"Hopefully, we find a chance to escape from the mining mountain..."
Upon hearing his words, the young cat girl's furry ears drooped immediately, dejectedly huddling into a ball.
"Master..."
