An hour later, Li Qingyuan arrived at Purple Mountain "on time."
Purple Mountain was called Purple Mountain because it produced a type of Purple Fir Wood. From afar, the entire mountain range appeared violet, reflecting the sunlight in dazzling splendor.
Outside Purple Mountain, Li Qingyuan took out the Primordial Cone. He tossed the Core Formation Magic Treasure to Ji Kun and instructed, "Wait outside to support me. Be ready to throw the Primordial Cone like a concealed weapon at any time."
Ji Kun spat out spiritual power to wrap around the Primordial Cone, swallowed it into its belly, and nodded solemnly.
Li Qingyuan poured his False Core Divine Sense into his Space Ring, connecting with the other Primordial Cone within. His strongest strike was poised and ready.
Having made all the necessary preparations, Li Qingyuan rose into the air, revealing "Foundation Establishment Middle Stage" Cultivation. He flew through the sky and headed swiftly toward the depths of Purple Mountain.
Seeing this, Ji Kun moved stealthily through the shadows. It too circulated the Breath Concealment Art to suppress its aura, while the Primordial Cone in its belly stood ready to strike at any moment.
Whoosh!
Li Qingyuan streaked through the skies, searching one mountain peak after another. At last, he arrived above a valley in the deepest part of Purple Mountain and spotted two figures in the distance.
"Yunmei!" The instant Li Qingyuan saw Li Yunmei, he swept across the sky and dived down, his face full of urgency.
Li Yunmei twisted her plump, delicate body and frantically shook her head with wide eyes. Her gagged mouth made muffled whimpering sounds without pause, while tears of despair streamed from her eyes.
There was despair, but also gratitude.
*Fool, you fool. Ours was only a partnership of mutual benefit. Why did you