Flying Light upon Porcelain

"The people here have nothing beneath their eyelashes." Li Fuchan slowly lowered the Fate Jade in his hand, his gaze darkening. "Ning Xiu Cong has gone so long without replying. He must have something else in mind."

Li Fuchan never entrusted his own safety to outsiders.

What other means can I rely on now?

As he pondered, light and shadow flickered at the cave entrance behind him, and Huici emerged once more.

This time, many more changes had come over him. His flesh, already Porcelain-white and lustrous, now held a faint radiance that flowed and flitted beneath its surface. At first glance, little seemed unusual, yet Li Fuchan felt that he had become... heavier.

It was not a heaviness of physique, but a "weight" that defied description.

It was as though something radiated outward from within him, silently drawing in everything around him.

Li Fuchan even noticed that the lightning faintly hovering around his own body was tugged slightly askew by that invisible force, drifting sideways toward Huici.

An odd thought arose in his mind.

Could Huici still ride the wind as he was now? Surely, the moment he took flight, this strange heaviness would drag him bodily out of the sky.

Suppressing his astonishment and uncertainty, he rose and bowed.

Huici returned the bow, speaking frankly without attempting to conceal anything. "This humble monk can no longer fly. Sorry for the trouble, fellow Daoist, but I must ask you to carry me a little way. Let us make a circuit of the surroundings and seek out those mortals trapped by monsters."

Li Fuchan stepped forward as instructed and took Huici onto his back. The moment he supported him with both hands, he was startled.

Huici's body was astonishingly light, as though only an empty shell remained, with no flesh,