Yu Ci swept through the jungle. At this moment he was merely three or five miles from his target, and clearing the mountaintop would put him right there.
The one within the Fish-Dragon's sensory range was precisely the seemingly quiet and shy female cultivator he had seen earlier at the Mountain-Moving Cloud Boat dock, lingering there to regulate her breath for reasons unknown.
Yu Ci also knew that under the current situation, the cultivators coming to this dock mostly headed to the Sky Rift to hunt demons and monsters, and everyone possessed a degree of strength that could not be underestimated. Yet that female cultivator gave off an impression of utter fragility, completely devoid of an edge, which differed greatly from the others and left a deep impression on Yu Ci. Furthermore, entering meditation to heal injuries in such a desolate wilderness made this female cultivator look like an inexperienced novice, causing one to shake their head.
However, what Yu Ci wanted to know more was that several hours had passed since disembarking from the Guiding Cloud Shuttle, so why was the female cultivator still near the dock? Could it be that she had spent all the preceding time circling in rings?
Seeing that the female cultivator had a good disposition, if he asked, he might perhaps get an answer.
The mountaintop was within sight, and within the Fish-Dragon's senses, the female cultivator was still meditating with closed eyes, showing no signs of waking.
The familiar roar from before had vanished at some point, yet Yu Ci still had not figured out what was going on. He had heard no less than a thousand or a hundred kinds of beast roars in the Sky Rift, and those that left a deep impression on him exceeded thirty kinds, so how could