Hell.

“Hm? How long have I been asleep for?” murmured a little girl in a lilting voice, shaking the grogginess out of her mind. An ear-piercing shriek rang out when realization of the situation hit her.

“Where are my clothes?! Where are they??” Wailing to high heavens, she knelt down and curled up on herself.

Lu Yun smacked his forehead. Has she always been a dork, or does she just have a long reaction time?

It took quite some time for the girl to recover from her shock. Remaining hunched on the ground, she hugged her knees tightly to her chest and snuck nervous looks at Lu Yun.

“I remember killing the blood qilin and falling asleep from exhaustion. How did I end up dead?” Her lip quavered, on the verge of tears again.

With a wave of his hand, Lu Yun restored the robe that’d been consumed by hellfire...