After hearing that the realms were merging, Lu Lin felt an even greater sense of urgency.
He had to break through to the Fleshly Cave Heaven realm as soon as possible. Only then could he secure a sliver of hope for survival and a place to stand in the coming age of chaos, the likes of which had never been seen.
"You want to travel?" Kong Xi pondered briefly, then nodded. "Very well. Just remember that you must return to Peacock Mountain within fifty years."
"Rest assured, Princess. Within fifty years, I will return and help you claim the Dao Seed!" Lu Lin's tone was as firm as severed iron.
"I believe you." Kong Xi blinked her lively, large eyes and preened her magnificent tail feathers. "Do you need any assistance? How about I send a few of my kin with you?"
"No need. I alone will suffice." Lu Lin shook his head, politely declining, then asked, "Should I bid His Majesty the Peacock Emperor farewell in person?"
"No need. I'll convey your farewell for you. Go ahead." Kong Xi waved a wing.
"Princess, I take my leave!"
Lu Lin cupped his fist in salute and lingered no longer. With a slight movement, he became a streak of lightning too swift to follow, disappearing from the Martial Nurturing Pavilion in an instant and plunging into the sea of clouds.
Before long, Lu Lin quietly left the territory under Peacock Mountain's control.
He immediately activated his newly created Hidden Dragon technique. His aura withdrew inward in an instant, while his features and bone structure shifted slightly, giving him the appearance of an ordinary young man.
He also changed into an unremarkable set of gray-green cloth robes and stored the Damaged Sword on his back inside the Martial Dao Melting Furnace.
Now,