A thousand li-and all of it mountain roads!
Mo Chen's heart tightened.
Even with the iron will he had forged through four years of bitter training, his eyelid twitched at that number.
He no longer had Dharma Power to fly with. He had to calculate the round trip using the pace of mortal feet.
Looking again at the route Chen Jin had marked out, he saw that it crossed mountain after mountain, with sheer cliffs and stretches of broken rock along the way.
What a headache.
But he had to take this on.
Even if covering that distance without Spiritual Power would take him a great deal of time.
"Master, Mistress, I understand how important this journey is. I plan to leave in the latter half of the night, when everyone is sleepiest. That's when their vigilance will be lowest."
Chen Jin nodded.
"This journey will be exceptionally dangerous. Breaking through the blockade below the mountain is only stepping out the door. A thousand li of mountain roads, rebel cavalry patrols, petty villains of the martial world, and wild beasts-every one of them poses a considerable risk. And our food supplies are limited, so you must return with reinforcements as soon as possible."
Mo Chen then gave an objective account of his own circumstances.
"Master, I have no Dharma Power at all now. Naturally, I can't fly straight across these two cliffs as I once could. I'll have to take the long way around, and allow time for rest stops. That means the round trip will take six to eight days. I'm afraid you won't hold out."
Mo Chen pointed to two cliffs on the map.
"Oh, you needn't worry too much about us. We've stockpiled at least half a month's supplies. Even if we share some of our food