Please Come Bail Me Out
Daoist Horizon felt exhausted to the bone.
But he had come here on serious business.
"Ahem, fellow Daoist A-Qi... may I ask where the fellow cultivator who created this smog is?" Daoist Horizon asked.
"Daoist, you wouldn't happen to be an enforcer for the Cultivator Alliance, would you? We didn't make the smog," little Shi said, poking her head out from behind Su Clan's Seven.
Su Clan's Seven pushed little Shi back behind him. "If you're looking for the fellow cultivator who made the smog, head that way. That's where the little rocket was launched."
With that, Su Clan's Seven pointed toward Nan Haomeng and the girl.
"Thank you, fellow Daoist A-Qi." Daoist Horizon cupped his fists, then took a step and shot an astonishing distance away with a whoosh.
After a few steps, Daoist Horizon turned back. "Also, fellow Daoist A-Qi, you really don't need to be so wary of this old Daoist. I can't transmit power from a distance."
"Hahahaha." Su Clan's Seven gave a dry laugh.
Daoist Horizon's mouth twitched again. With a rueful smile, he left.
Not long after he had gone, Su Clan's Seven solemnly told little Shi and Sparrow Demon Little Cai, "Did you see that Daoist Horizon, with his bearing of an immortal? Next time you see him, stay as far away as you can."
"?" Little Shi looked baffled.
Sparrow Demon Little Cai grew thoughtful. She felt as though she had heard the Daoist name "Horizon" somewhere before.
"He's the Transmission Maniac, Horizon. They say a single glance from him can pass on a year of cultivation. Touch him, and he can pass on more than ten years at once. And most people he's transmitted power to haven't met good ends," Su Clan's Seven said.
Little Shi's