Seeing You Off on Your Final Journey

"I say, Old Li, when is this going to end? It's been more than half a month already. We've been patrolling here day and night without sleep, searching for any sign of Ye Zhen. Forget a living person—we haven't even found a single leaf.

"I'm exhausted. Once I get back, I reckon I could sleep for three days straight!" In the clouds a thousand miles outside Qinglan Martial Capital, two martial artists hung there listlessly, their faces filled with fatigue.

Old Li sighed. "Isn't that so? Although we martial artists can go without sleep or rest, if it keeps up for too long, people can still die from it!"

"Exactly. Damn it, I can't hold on anymore. You keep watch and let me catch three hours of sleep. Wake me up after three hours, and I'll take over for you!"

"Old Zhou, this... isn't that a bad idea? What if..."

"You want to work yourself to death? Look, that pair ten miles away has already gone to sleep! Shame we didn't get ourselves a Monster Beast mount. Otherwise, we could've had a good sleep long ago!"

"All right, Old Zhou, you sleep first..." As he spoke, Old Li let out a long yawn!

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a streak of white light swept past Old Zhou, carrying an incomparably fierce gust of wind. The immense force contained in that terrifying wind sent Old Zhou spinning in place.

Old Zhou, whose drowsiness had just begun to rise, instantly jolted awake. "Damn it, which blind bastard—"

Before he could finish cursing, Old Li clamped a hand over his mouth. "Idiot, if you want to die, don't drag me down with you!"

Old Zhou's eyes abruptly widened, his expression somewhat dazed.

"Have you ever seen flying speed that fast? Even our Hall Master, with his