In the blink of an eye, seven days had passed.
A force of fully six thousand people was racing swiftly toward Tian Lian Mountain.
A force of this size might have been rare in the Land of Shining Stars.
But in a place like the Great Northern Wasteland, even ordinary citizens would have found it commonplace, as though there were nothing remarkable about it.
After all, the major cities stirred up some commotion every so often and dispatched people into Tian Lian Mountain to carry out tasks.
Yet no one dared underestimate this particular group.
The thousand-odd people and the other five thousand among the six thousand were as clearly separated as the Jing and Wei Rivers.
Moreover, the auras emanating from them were utterly different.
Even the combined aura of the five thousand could not compare to that of the thousand, the gap being at least twice as great.
At the very front of the procession walked four young men.
Of course, that youthfulness was only on the surface. The cultivation auras faintly leaking from them from time to time were enough to make anyone guess that their appearances and ages could not possibly match.
Yet no one could have known that only three of them were truly different.
They were naturally the Seven Star Pursuit led by Qin Shaofeng... No! They should now be called the Carefree Seven Star Pursuit.
It had to be said that when this casually chosen name first reached the ears of the Carefree Gate disciples, it had truly provoked wave after wave of opposition.
Yet without exception, every one of those voices had been strangled in the cradle.
During the seven days of consolidation.
Zi Long had actually only involved himself in the matters of the first two days.
After personally witnessing the