A light boat crossed the River of Forgetfulness, traveling upstream.
This nearly dry creek trickled with murky yin energy, emanating a deep, gloomy cold. Yet, it was enough to propel the small skiff, carrying its two passengers slowly forward.
About two hours later, the River of Forgetfulness widened and its currents grew more turbulent. Poisonous insects swam beneath the surface while resentful souls drifted above.
Vast clouds of mist condensed into flakes of frost that fluttered down, looking just like falling snow.
Jiang Yi activated the Bright Flame Mirror, enveloping the entire skiff. It wasn't for protection, but simply to drive away the damp, encroaching chill.
'Hmph, hmph. Xiao Jiang is as thoughtful as ever. He even knows how to look after this True Master.'
True Master Xuanmiao, curled on his chest, was instantly enveloped in a cozy warmth, all her discomfort vanishing.
The girl in green smiled faintly, the expression barely noticeable.
