Gan Tian’s melody was not only directed at enemies, but it also had supportive properties. As Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou fought to their heart’s content, hearing her melody allowed their strength to soar.

Typically, Meng Jingzhou could only sustain his Dharma Manifestation for a short while, but under the music’s influence, the duration was significantly extended.

Lu Yang’s sword qi and spells seemed inexhaustible, pouring forth without end.

Gan Tian licked a stray potato crumb stuck on her lips. “The dried potato slices taste pretty good, but they lack a bit of flavor. Do you have honey?”

“Yes, yes, I do.” Yun Mengmeng’s storage rings might lack other things, but seasonings were abundant—sesame oil, soy sauce, cumin, chili…

“Here. This is honey I brought from my hometown, made from peach blossoms. It’s delicious.”

Yun Mengmeng produced a small bottle of honey, drizzling...