On the official road to Lin Chang Commandery, two tall, sturdy Qilin-horned Horses galloped side by side.
These horses, carrying a trace of Exotic Beast bloodline, were like supercars from Chen Mo's previous life, drawing widespread attention from passersby along the way.
Those capable of riding such horses were certainly martial artists, most likely disciples of the Fierce Tiger Sect or True Martial Sect.
Because the vast majority of Qilin-horned Horses belonged to those two major sects.
They were rarely sold and were generally only rented out.
The riders were none other than Chen Mo and Xun Yi, who had left the True Martial Sect and were heading for the Lin Chang Prefecture City.
Chen Mo had originally planned to leave secretly by himself. Thus, early the morning after accepting the mission, he packed his luggage—though in truth, that merely meant carrying his banknotes and pills with him—strapped the Xueyin Blade to his back, rented a Qilin-horned Horse within the sect, and set off.
Who would have thought that just as he reached the sect gates, before he could spur his horse into a run, he would encounter Xun Yi, who had the same idea.
After exchanging an awkward glance, the two decided to travel together.
"Senior Brother, how long has it been since you went home?" Chen Mo asked curiously.
Xun Yi's expression remained calm. "Nearly half a year. Going back is not particularly meaningful anyway. My Lineage treats me more with flattery and exploitation. Even my parents have grown distant from me. Their affection now all goes to my younger brother."
"That is actually not too bad," Chen Mo said quietly.
Yet Xun Yi still heard him clearly and immediately nodded in agreement.
"Indeed. When feelings fade, there are fewer entanglements. Then I can focus more wholeheartedly on