Before long, the Little Flower Fairies brought out the dishes to go with Wu Chu and Red Cloud's wine.
At this point, Red Cloud clearly could no longer taste anything in the wine. Even the motion of drinking seemed mechanical.
Wu Chu did not disturb him. He quietly enjoyed the food and savored the spirit brew.
After a long while, Red Cloud let out a breath and said, "What kind of path do you think suits me, worthy brother?" Before Wu Chu could answer, Red Cloud smiled again. "Forget it. This is my own path to walk. How can I ask someone else? It seems I should go out and see the world."
Wu Chu smiled. "Take Shadowless with you! With your current cultivation, there are not many who can easily hurt you, but it never hurts to be cautious."
Red Cloud nodded and did not refuse Wu Chu's kindness. After all, he had stayed on Purple Jade Mountain for dozens of yuanhui. There was no need to stand on ceremony.
Even with his current cultivation, Shadowless was already no match for him.
Having made up their minds, the two continued enjoying the food while chatting about other matters.
After Red Cloud left in high spirits, Wu Chu took Little Moon Spirit with him, carrying the food he had brought for the young lady, and left Purple Jade Mountain. With a single step, he arrived directly above the Houtu Tribe.
What he saw was people fighting on the lake below.
But on closer inspection, the two were not really fighting atop the water. At the center of the lake stood a platform that rose only slightly above the surface.
The platform was probably built from dark green stone, so amid this Green Lake, it really did look at first glance