"What rotten luck, getting stuck with something like this!"
Fang Qianyuan silently lamented his plight as he climbed the rugged, winding trail.
Little White followed close behind him, her face wearing an almost human expression of misery.
Fortunately, both the man and the wolf had cultivation. They made it up the slope in no time, without much effort.
What truly troubled Fang Qianyuan was that Wang Yan had long since vanished. Even if he sent the Swift Eagle after her, it might not find the right direction.
Where was he supposed to look in this vast wilderness of mountains?
And as he watched the sky grow dark, he felt increasingly that there was little hope.
"We actually forgot to exchange messages and stay in touch! I wonder how things are going on senior brother's end!" Remembering this other problem only deepened Fang Qianyuan's worries.
Only now did he suddenly realize that, in their haste, he and his senior brother had made a mistake and forgotten this crucial matter.
I should see whether there's any sign of senior brother first. With that thought, Fang Qianyuan released the Swift Eagle to survey the land from high above.
An endless sea of forest spread below, the dense trees like enormous umbrellas concealing great swathes of woodland.
There were countless hiding places here. Without going down and searching carefully, finding his senior brother would be difficult.
Feeling increasingly helpless, Fang Qianyuan simply abandoned that hope and left the Swift Eagle to search on its own.
He sat on the ground with his back against Little White and began circulating his energy to cultivate instead.
Before long, Fang Qianyuan suddenly sensed something-a faint impulse relayed by the Swift Eagle.
But when he used the Eagle Eye Art again and looked toward its target, he discovered