Yezi didn't know how she had survived these days.

It took her nearly half a month to return to the camp in the Impassable Mountain Range from the Wilderness. To avoid the Evil Beasts, she carefully hid in the thick tree trunks, making sure that there were no Evil Beasts nearby before heading to the next hiding place. Although she was anxious, she had no choice. Once discovered by a hybrid Evil Beast, she would not be able to escape the pursuit with her own strength alone.

More than a dozen sisters fell under the devil's slaughter, and the abilities of the other sisters were not good at fighting at all. They fled in all directions when the Iron Hand Devil jumped into the crowd and wantonly tusha, but Yezi had no idea how many would eventually return to the camp alive. She didn't even dare to think about this terrible question.

The way of moving and hiding all the way consumed a lot of magic power, and she could only walk about ten miles a day, especially since she had to prepare the magic power needed for overnight stays. After the dry food on her body was eaten, she turned some wild fruits into food that could satisfy her hunger and quench her thirst. The emblem of the Mutual Aid Society had long lost its warmth function, and she could only wrap herself tighter with bark. Thinking of Sino, who had died here before she was even an adult, Yezi couldn't stop her tears from falling.

What was worse, on the fourth night, she ushered in the Demonic Essence Devouring in the tree trunk—a series of blows almost made her forget about it. A tearing pain suddenly bloomed from her chest and quickly spread throughout her body, almost causing her to lose consciousness in an instant. She bit her tongue full of blood to gather her spirits to fight against the pain. Under the torment of the Demonic Essence Devouring, Yezi had also thought about giving up, but thinking of the twenty-odd sisters who might survive, either waiting for her return in the camp, or seriously injured and needing her treatment and rescue, she gritted her teeth and persevered.

Fortunately, the Demonic Essence Devouring didn't last long this time. When she broke free from the suffering, her whole body was covered with cracks, and the blood that flowed out stained the inside of the tree trunk. In order to prevent the smell of blood from attracting Evil Beasts, she had to endure the pain, take off her clothes, and go to another big tree. At the same time, she let the bare branches grow green leaves, and then made the green leaves into clothes that could keep out the cold. Under the guidance of magic power, the branches became her needles, and the leaf veins were her threads.

Along the way, she didn't eat a bite of cooked food, nor did she drink a mouthful of hot water. After entering the Impassable Mountain Range, although she added two more layers to her green leaf clothes, and her hands and feet were wrapped tightly, the rapidly decreasing temperature and the ankle-deep snow still frostbited her toes. Walking and stopping like this, dragging her numb feet, she finally returned to the camp.

Seeing the familiar figures of her sisters, Yezi fell to the ground.

She woke up two days later. Prolonged hypothermia caused serious damage to her feet, and herbs could not stop the expanding gangrene. In desperation, the sisters cut off two damaged toes from her left foot and right foot.

Yezi didn't care too much. It was good enough to be alive. Compared to those sisters who would never return, she was lucky enough. However, seeing the white bandages wrapped around the arms of the survivors, great sorrow surged from the bottom of her heart.

Forty-two sisters set out, and now there were only six left.

After everyone comforted Yezi, the oldest, Juan, told her about the group's experiences.

While she was entangled with the devil, the witches with non-combat abilities took the opportunity to escape towards the camp. That night, they encountered Evil Beasts—a group of Boar species. Everyone was unable to resist and had to flee in all directions. The batch that was hunted by the Evil Beasts was obviously doomed, but they couldn't care about that anymore. The next morning, everyone was targeted by a wolf-shaped hybrid. Only a few people escaped this time. Fortunately, after entering the Impassable Mountain Range, the Evil Beasts did not follow them.

Not long after returning to the camp, two sisters successively showed symptoms of magic backlash. Perhaps because the Mutual Aid Society had suffered too much this time, and the future was bleak, neither of them survived the Demonic Essence Devouring. And the battle witches had not returned for a long time. Just when everyone thought they had died at the hands of the devil, they didn't expect Yezi to come back.

"Then... what about the others? Hongjiao, Zhuifeng, and the mentor, how are they?"

Yezi shook her head, "I'm the only one who survived."

"Is that so..." Juan responded softly, and it could be seen that she had expected this answer, "Then take a good rest. And..." She hesitated, "Yezi."

"What?"

"When you were in a coma, we discussed it. If Hakala doesn't come back, we hope you can take over the position of mentor."

Yezi was stunned for a moment, then closed her eyes. Yes, after suffering such a tragic blow, if the Mutual Aid Society does not elect a new leader, it may collapse immediately. But the purpose of the Mutual Aid Society is to find the Holy Mountain and obtain ziyou and a place of rest. Now, the search for the Holy Mountain has become a bubble, no, the "Holy Mountain" itself is a lie. It does not exist in the Impassable Mountain Range, nor does it exist in the Wilderness. In this case, is it still necessary for the Mutual Aid Society to exist?

Her heart was in a mess. Even if she didn't look at them, she could feel the expectant gazes of her sisters. They needed someone to stand up and lead the confused crowd forward.

"Let's... go to Nightingale," after a long silence, Yezi said.

"What, look for her?"

"Are you saying go to Border Town?"

"What if she's lying to us, what should we do?"

"Wendy is there too."

"Maybe she's already dead."

The sisters chattered. Juan clapped her hands to quiet everyone down and asked Yezi, "What if what Nightingale said is also a lie?"

"You can wait in a safe place outside the town," she opened her eyes, "Let me find out the situation first. If what she said is a lie, I will take over the position of mentor. If... I die in the town, Juan, you will lead the sisters to continue."

"But I..."

Yezi smiled reluctantly, "I know your abilities are not suitable for combat, and they don't help much in the daily operation of the camp. But I understand now that the strength of the ability has nothing to do with whether it is suitable to be a mentor." The mentor is a guide, not the strongest one. It's a pity that she realized it too late. If the mentor of the Mutual Aid Society was the patient and meticulous Wendy, would the ending be completely different? "You and Wendy are the earliest members of the Mutual Aid Society, and you are also the elders among the sisters. You have accompanied everyone from the east of the kingdom to the Impassable Mountain Range. You are experienced and act cautiously, and everyone sees it. No one is more suitable to be the mentor of the sisters than you."

Juan was silent for a moment, "... What if what Nightingale said is true?"

"Then there is no need for the Mutual Aid Society to exist anymore," Yezi said slowly, "Border Town is our 'New Holy Mountain'."

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