C32 Blue Sea Desert

A bonfire flickered amidst the swirling sands, the desert night biting cold. Yet human blood ran warm, and their spirits blazed with fervor.

Ding Yue and Wuyu were toasting to the gods, savoring the succulent wild hare they had caught, now roasted to perfection. The little monk Wuyu, his mouth slick with grease, eagerly eyed the meat still cooking over the flames