Return to the Capital

The wind swept up yellow sand, and withered grass bowed at the waist.

Jiang Yuechu reined in her horse and looked back.

The distant figure had already blurred, vanishing at last amid the dust that filled the sky.

Drawing back her gaze, she let out a quiet sigh.

Henan Circuit was now suffering a severe drought, and demons were taking advantage of the chaos to cause trouble.

If she could have remained there, then in half a month, she would at least have gained several thousand years of Dao Cultivation.

It was a pity.

But after all, the two of them came from the same master.

It was only natural for her senior brother to stay behind and help.

The miserable job of delivering the package naturally fell to an outsider like her.

Besides, her trip to Taihu Lake had already left her with a brimming harvest. One could not be too greedy.

With that thought, Jiang Yuechu stopped agonizing over it.

"Hyah!"

Cloud Dapple neighed, clouds rising beneath its four hooves.

Rider and horse became a streak of silver-white light, racing westward along the official road.

Once she left Henan Circuit and passed Tong Pass, she had entered Inner Pass Circuit.

Jiang Yuechu traveled alone, setting out at dawn and resting at night.

A little over ten days passed.

The majestic imperial capital, entrenched in Guanzhong and swallowing ten thousand miles in a single breath, came into view in the distance.

When she saw those blue-gray city walls, a full ten zhang high, once more, Jiang Yuechu unexpectedly felt as though a lifetime had passed.

When she had left the capital, it had only been early autumn.

Now that she had returned, winter was nearly here.

The willows beside the moat had long since shed every leaf, leaving