Chen Fan and Bald Bird rose into the air. A flying sword swept out from its sheath and hovered beneath his feet. Man, bird, and sword abruptly turned into a streak of light, soaring upward into the dense white mist.
Three hours later, Bald Bird shrank itself and hid in Chen Fan's arms. Chen Fan flew straight out of Demon King Valley on his sword, startling countless Qi Refinement cultivators at the entrance. After all, Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators were a rare sight in a place like this.
Chen Fan flew onward. When he passed Heavy Sword City, he found that the place remained much the same, with little having changed in over three years.
But then, several cultivators on a hill in the wilderness outside Heavy Sword City caught Chen Fan's attention.
Among them was a boy of thirteen or fourteen, carrying a medicine basket on his back. He seemed to have just finished gathering herbs, only to have his path blocked by several Foundation Establishment Early Stage cultivators. Chen Fan found the boy very familiar.
"Little Medicine Boy!" Chen Fan recognized the little boy who had once carried a medicine basket on his back. More than three years had passed since he left Heavy Sword City. The Little Medicine Boy had grown considerably, becoming a graceful youth. Though his clothes were plain and shabby, they could not conceal his handsome face.
At that moment, the group had Little Medicine Boy surrounded. His small face was flushed red with fury as he appeared to be arguing with those cultivators.
"Brother Chen Fan will always be the greatest genius. You're not allowed to speak ill of him." Little Medicine Boy clenched his fists.
But the Foundation Establishment Early Stage cultivators burst into laughter.
"What Brother Chen Fan? He's just a