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The Thousand-Household Village sat surrounded by the winding river below.
That river was the largest in the region, flowing from north to south, known as the Qingyi River.
At night, a few boats drifted along the river, each manned by vigilant guards keeping watch to fend off wild beasts or potential enemies trying to breach the village.
The river where Qin Sang had been swept away was a tributary upstream from the Qingyi River. It originated from deep mountain springs and eventually merged with the main river. Countless such tributaries flowed across the land.
During his drift, Qin Sang had drifted in and out of consciousness, but he still remembered the general direction.
The night was cold. Qin Sang’s physical wounds had already healed, so he could endure the chill. He let the flying yaksha unleash its full speed.
The place where he had lost his Spirit Beast Pouch...
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