Lu Ye sat as steady as a stake on the galloping horse's back.
He had never ridden a horse, but he had ridden a tiger. Amber was far more jolting when it ran, so this was nothing to him.
After half a month of recuperation, his injuries had mostly healed. Lu Ye had originally planned to bid Hua Ci farewell today, but after last night's absurd mishap, he did not know how to explain it to Hua Ci once she woke up. So he simply left.
He was going to find Yiyi and Amber.
Half a month ago, when Dong Shuye had pursued him, Amber had played a tremendous part in allowing him to escape safely. If it had not carried Lu Ye in a mad dash all the way, Lu Ye would never have had the chance to cross that flat plain.
Amber had already been wounded when they separated. Lu Ye did not know how severe its injuries were, nor did he even know whether it was alive or dead. But no matter what, he had to confirm it in person.
Following the river upstream, Lu Ye sat astride his horse, refining Spiritual Pills to cultivate while channeling his Spiritual Power to nurture the Small Bell Spiritual Artifact.
A day later, he looked at the waterfall surging below, dismounted, and smacked the horse with his scabbard. Startled, the horse bolted away and quickly vanished from sight.
Once he entered the mountains, the horse would be useless. He could only set it free.
Below the waterfall lay an enormous pool. The roaring cascade crashed into it, throwing up waves of spray. Lu Ye had jumped from above that waterfall and fallen into this very pool. To find Amber's trail, he first had to return to the top of the