Ye Xuan and his companions were allocated a shabby house in the village, and while their treatment remained poor, at least their lives were spared.
However, being placed here did not mean they were free. The people of Jialuo, the Demon Saint, were still monitoring them closely, afraid that every move they made would be known to Jialuo.
Although there was still a long way to go before the two-month deadline, their current situation was not too good. At the very least, they didn't have the slightest room to move.
Naturally, Ye Xuan wasn't going to sit around and wait for death. After staying for three days, he made a request to Mo Shan to be allowed to go out and seek herbs.
"You want to go to the Demon Beast Mountain Range to look for herbs?"
After hearing Ye Xuan's words, Mo Shan immediately regarded him with a skeptical look.
