At dawn, the sky was dim.
On the official road at the edge of Black House Mountain, teams of horse-drawn and ox-drawn carts carried wagonloads of goods. More than fifty people traveled with them, making their way slowly toward Cloud Province.
At the head of the convoy flew a large flag representing the merchant caravan. The Fang character was written upon it.
This was a merchant caravan bound for Cloud Province.
Joining a merchant caravan was also the disguise Wei He and his group had come up with. When he had traveled from Cloud Province before, his cultivation had been low, only at the Three-Blood level, so he had needed to tread with great caution.
But now, Wei He had completed Bone Forging and had already begun Organ Refining.
Wan Qingqing was also at Bone Forging, and two female disciples had accompanied her specifically to look after her.
Both women were powerfully muscled, broad-waisted and sturdy-built. They were both Martial Artists, selected from among Martial Artists as promising talents with decent mastery of the Poison Path. There was no longer any need to go through all the trouble they had before.
The Myriad Poison Sect had added Poison Path lessons nearly two years ago, and quite a few fine seedlings had emerged.
Now that Wei He felt his path had successors, this trip was the perfect chance to put them to use.
Leaving aside everything else, as long as the two women could skillfully use some medicines he had created himself, along with some healing medicines independently devised by Nine Shadows, they would already be quite capable.
At this moment, Wei He and Wan Qingqing sat inside the second-to-last carriage in the convoy. The two female Martial Artist disciples rode horses alongside it, standing guard.
To everyone else in the