The scent of blood in the Soul Severing Ravine had not yet fully dissipated when Mu Xiaochuan and his group had already left the valley that resembled a Shura field and boarded the radiant flying boat once more.

On the flying boat, the atmosphere returned to one of ease and joy. The one-sided "warm-up exercise" earlier had not tired them out; instead, it was like an appetizer, making them eagerly anticipate the upcoming "training."

"Alright, everyone," Mu Xiaochuan said with a relaxed smile, lounging comfortably on the soft couch in the main cabin, "We've finished exploring Qinglan County City. What's our next destination?"

He glanced at everyone, offering a hint of encouragement.