Song Qingshu traveled over the water all the way, and by the time he reached Jiangling City, it was nearly dark. Even with his profound cultivation, covering such a long distance had left him exhausted.
"Planes were still better in my previous life." Song Qingshu could not help reminiscing about the days when he could leisurely fly across more than half the country in two hours.
From a small hill outside the city, he observed that most of the Jurchen tents were stationed beyond the city walls. He secretly sighed in relief. Though Jurchen troops were certainly stationed within the city as well, having their main force outside would minimize the impact on the common people.
After resting and regulating his breathing until his energy had recovered, Song Qingshu slipped into the city. This was not his first time in Jiangling City, and revisiting this old place filled him with mixed emotions.
The last time he had come here, he had only just crossed into this world and was at his lowest point. With Bing Xue'er's help, he had met Ding Dian here and learned the Divine Light Scripture. It was also where he had first met the breathtakingly beautiful Huang Rong.
"I wonder whether Rong'er has heard any news of Guo Jing. I hope it does not disturb her pregnancy." Thinking of her rounded belly, a gentle smile appeared on Song Qingshu's face.
But he quickly gathered his thoughts. Jiangling was in the midst of war. Things were fine during the day, but a curfew would be imposed at night. If he delayed any longer, there would be no one left to ask for directions.
Although he knew Qi Fang's current address, he was not familiar with Jiangling City and might not be able to find the specific street.