High in the sky, Chen Mu wore an excited expression as he pushed his nearly perfected Yin Wind Evasion to its limit. In the time of two breaths, the Jade Belt River appeared before his eyes.
Previously, trapped in the Statue Grotto-Heaven, his Divine Sense Projection had never been able to reach the opposite bank.
But now...
Chen Mu grinned. With a bang, a ring of air burst around him, and with a whoosh, he flew to the other side of the Jade Belt River!
Not only can I fly across now, I can fly even farther!
Hahaha!
But he had barely laughed twice when—
Twang!
As though a steel cable had suddenly been pulled taut, an invisible force abruptly enveloped his entire body. Like a hunting dog sprinting wildly before being violently yanked back by its chain, Chen Mu came to an abrupt halt, then whooshed straight down to the ground.
Pfft!
Dirt sprayed several meters into the air, and a huge crater appeared in the ground.
Chen Mu lay sprawled at the bottom of the pit. Dazed, he opened his eyes and stared blankly at the sky.
I fucking knew it wouldn't be that simple!
Five days later, at the Jade Belt River dock, on the second floor of Xinfeng Tower, in a street-facing private room.
A Red Clay Stove sat in the middle of the square dining table, with a clay pot bubbling atop it. Chunks of Pig Rabbit meat the size of infants' fists rolled up and down in the broth, their rich aroma filling the room.
Chen Mu sat by the window, holding a pitch-black Black Clay Pot as large as a muskmelon in both hands.
He sucked the chilled sour plum juice from the pot through a dry straw while gazing gloomily through