A guide had to be silent. The more they talked, the more foolish they seemed. It was quite a test of skill.
The portal opened.
Ch'en stepped into it and missed her footing, plunging downward on inertia. A freezing wind slashed at her like knives. She gulped in air, feeling the cold mountain air rush straight into her lungs. It was a bone-chilling cold.
"Wuh?"
The sensation of weightlessness struck her, followed by the terror of death. Every creature instinctively feared falling, feared the feeling of having all four limbs suspended in midair.
"Yawn~~"
"Sorry, I forgot you were still bound by gravity."
That was Kiana's apology.
Ch'en was caught steadily. In her field of vision, Kiana seemed to be sitting on a nonexistent chair, while she herself had fallen onto Kiana's lap. Any slight movement would send her falling, so she could only remain sprawled there.
"How pitiful."
Kiana shook her head.
"Normal methods of investigation are too slow. Time is money now, so let's fly instead. We'll start at the bottom and go all the way to the mountaintop."
"Okay, okay."
"Then hold on tight."
Kiana did not seem anxious in the slightest. Perhaps out of sheer interest, she even rubbed Ch'en's dragon tail.
"O... okay."
This felt far too strange.
Still, she was being carried through the air, so it was no big deal if Kiana moved her hands a little. No matter what, Kiana was a fragrant, soft girl.
Mount Tai'e was an ancient famous mountain within Yan Kingdom, with records of it tracing back to the very beginning of written history.
From bottom to top, then from top to bottom.
She saw people seeking immortals, but she did not find any immortal masters.
The immortal seekers wore ancient Daoist robes, their long garments looking as