Thud thud thud~
Thud thud thud~
The drumbeat-like hoofbeats rolled on, scattering fallen leaves that had yet to rot into mud in the early winter.
Under the golden sun, the powerful steed raced like a shooting star, its dark-red coat gleaming like breathing embers.
Red Steed suddenly let out a startled whinny. At some unknown moment, a tall young man had silently appeared beside it.
Beneath his feet, the flowing-cloud patterns on his black leather boots shimmered brilliantly, threads of cloud qi winding and drifting around them.
Soundless and traceless, yet every leap carried him a full zhang, until he was racing abreast of Red Steed!
Li Cunxiao secretly employed the technique of Divine Movement Steps. In an instant, his speed visibly increased, even surpassing Red Steed as it strained all four hooves. A dozen mist-like afterimages trailed across the road ahead.
Humanlike confusion appeared in Red Steed's eyes. It braked sharply and paced in place in bewilderment.
"Hahahahahaha!"
Li Cunxiao threw back his head and laughed. With a light tap of his toes, he swept onto Red Steed's saddle like a soaring swan.
He squeezed with his legs, and the fine horse immediately cried out in delight. Following the path they had come from, it turned into a gust of wind once more, and soon they spotted Shi Tie waiting on horseback.
"Junior Brother, do the Cloud-Treading Boots fit well?"
"This is truly an Exotic Treasure. It lands without a sound and leaps more than a zhang at a time. Combined with the Divine Movement Steps of the Minor Yaksha Saber Art, it is even more astonishing."
Li Cunxiao felt the airflow beneath his soles, rising and falling like breath. He felt as light as though he were stepping on the wind, utterly unlike someone wearing a pair of