"These medicine pills and powders are all secret recipes made by Senior Dao Xuzi, theyâre priceless in the martial world." Gu Qingheng smiled, "Naturally, the effect wonât be poor." He gestured to everyone, "Take another bite of the ginseng, this thing replenishes energy. We must push through this time, or who knows what situation weâll encounter." With that, he took out the remaining half of the ginseng and took a bite, then sat down, closed his eyes, and began to regulate his breathing.
The others also took out their ginseng from their bags and took a bite, and likewise began to sit down and use their inner strength.
At first, everyone felt awkward, treating the Hundred-year Ginseng like a carrot, sharing such a story seemed bizarre. But after so much fighting, everyone got used to it; taking a couple of bites in desperate times truly could mean survival.
As for Peng Jing, who was fainted with fright, no one cared; if she wants to faint, so be it. At least when sheâs fainted, sheâs not annoying.
About a quarter of an hour later, Gu Qingheng was the first to open his eyes, and the others also gradually opened theirs, noticeably more energized.
"Letâs go." Gu Qingheng stood up.
Gu Qiao resignedly picked up Peng Jing, slinging her over his shoulder like a sack.
There was nothing they could do; the previous horses were scared off by the wolf pack, and it was unclear if they would return.
Just at this moment, Heihei and Xiaohei, who chased after the fleeing wolves, returned, and along with them, the previously scattered horses came back as well.
The group was instantly delighted, realizing these wild horses indeed have a spirit that ordinary horses lackâthey knew to scatter and hide in danger, and return when it was safe.
Truthfully, if they lost those horses, everyone would have been quite upset.
The happiest was Gu Qiao, who immediately tossed Peng Jing onto the horseâs back, clearly unwilling to have any intimate contact with this woman.
The group continued their journey, but thanks to the guidance of Heihei and Xiaohei, they no longer felt hopeless.
Finally, as dawn broke, the sound of hoofbeats was heard in the distance, with two eagles circling in the sky.
Mother and son Heihei immediately cried out joyously and charged forward to reunite with Xiaohei.
"Weâve made it out..." Nangong Xunâs voice was a bit choked. This tough man hadnât flinched when injured before, but now his eyes were red.
"Yes, I said weâd definitely make it out." Gu Qingheng also breathed a sigh of relief; Xiaohei and Goo Goo were back.
"Aheng..." From afar, a person on horseback galloped towards them, dismounted, and immediately embraced Gu Qingheng.
"Prince." Gu Qingheng hurriedly pushed him away, "Watch your influence."
"To hell with influence!" Qi Jingyi blurted out a curse, "Youâre finally back, I thought..." he choked up.
"Your humble servant greets the Prince, mission accomplished, I have rescued Miss Peng." Gu Qingheng knelt on one knee to salute.
Qi Jingyi glanced at Peng Jing, still unconscious on the horseâs back: "Aheng, youâve made another great contribution." Saying this, he helped him up, "Hurry out, I need to welcome you back properly..."
At this moment, Peng Jing moaned and gradually woke up, but before she could raise her head and open her eyes, someone swiftly struck the back of her head, and she fainted once more.