There was wind.
The wind was cold.
When Wei Ni woke, he could only feel himself shivering from the cold.
A voice came from beside him:
"Don't use Spiritual Power to keep warm. Save it."
Wei Ni looked up.
It was Xia Sheng.
—They were on an airship, and the airship was flying.
All around them stretched ten thousand zhang of empty sky.
"Wait, how—"
The moment Wei Ni moved, he realized his hands were bound, pressed against the airship's Spirit Gathering Array.
Xia Sheng looked at him and explained, "I learned a little about arrays. I connected a Spirit Absorption Array to your hands and linked it to the airship's driving array, so I could get the airship moving."
Wei Ni looked down and saw a crude Spirit Absorption Array carved into the floor around him.
The Spirit Absorption Array had been combined with the Spirit Gathering Array to draw on his Spiritual Power and drive the airship.
His Spiritual Power was pouring away.
Wei Ni couldn't help feeling speechless. He panted as he said,
"Actually, airships are driven by Spirit Stones. The power they provide is more stable—ah, I'm exhausted."
He slapped his Storage Bag and took out a few Spirit Stones, embedding them in the Spirit Gathering Array that powered the airship.
The array immediately stopped draining his Spiritual Power.
Wei Ni finally caught his breath. With a hard tug, he pulled his hands free.
—He'd actually thought up a way to pilot an airship like this.
It was far too reckless.
"Xia Sheng, did you ever consider that if my Spiritual Power ran dry, the airship would fall and we'd all be smashed to death?" he asked, speechless.
The child said, "I know. But if we'd stayed where we were, we'd already be dead."
Wei Ni