Pursuit
Mo Hua set out with Zhang Lan and the other two, beginning their journey toward Lone Cloud Peak.
Mo Hua was very familiar with the mountain paths—so familiar that Zhang Lan found it almost inconceivable.
Where there were paths, where there was water, where there was poison, where there was mist—he knew it all with perfect clarity.
Sometimes, when it looked as if there was no road ahead, he led them left and right through the woods, and soon there was a path beneath their feet again.
When they encountered demonic beasts, before the others had even noticed them, Mo Hua had already led them in a wide detour around them.
Along the way, he could even pick a few wild fruits and dig up some medicinal herbs...
The way he strolled at leisure was as if they were not pursuing vicious criminals, but going on a spring outing through the mountains...
Zhang Lan found it somewhat hard to believe.
How had the Outer Mountain of Great Black Mountain become like this child Mo Hua's own backyard?
This was not the Great Black Mountain in his memory.
Even late-stage Qi Refining cultivators, once they entered Great Black Mountain, ought to be treading on thin ice, shouldn't they?
Zhang Lan's heart was shaken, while Situ Fang did not understand quite so much; she only vaguely felt that the journey had gone much more smoothly than she had imagined.
Situ Xiu, however, wore an openly mocking expression and said to Zhang Lan:
"Didn't you say Great Black Mountain was dangerous? Why haven't we seen anything at all along the way?"
Zhang Lan looked at him as if he were looking at an idiot.
This fool really had no sense at all. Someone was leading you, and you didn't even know it.