He left the boundary of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
As they flew over the border of the Heaven Dou Empire, Bibi Dong gazed down at the endless mountain range. Then she felt the little guy sprawled lazily across her back, not even wanting to move a finger, and pinched his cheek in exasperation.
"Doudou, get down and run for a bit. Flying everywhere all day will make your body rust."
Chen Doudou buried his face in the crook of her neck and protested in a muffled voice, "Sister Dong, I'm tired... Besides, the ground's so far below. It takes much less effort to fly over."
"Less effort?"
Bibi Dong gave a soft snort. At that moment, she was just like a mother who couldn't stand seeing her child lie around doing nothing. "You're so young. You shouldn't let your body grow moldy. Get down and stretch your limbs."
Without giving him a chance to argue, she released a hint of her demigod pressure, and Chen Doudou was "squeezed" down.
He had no choice but to land on the mountain path and start jogging on his little legs, entirely unwillingly.
Fortunately, he had an extraordinary physique.
Even without releasing his Martial Soul or using Soul Power, he relied solely on his physical strength to run, yet his speed was astonishing. His robes fluttered in the wind, and all that remained as he passed was a purple afterimage.
Just then, a luxurious carriage was making its way along the mountain path.
A burly hand lifted the carriage curtain, revealing a pair of eyes glittering with excitement.
"Good! Good! Good!"
Inside the carriage, Du Busi watched the purple figure flash past the window and excitedly repeated the word "good" three times.
Beside him, Long Aotian and Wei Na were both stunned.