Black Snake swept his gaze over both banks and the little boat behind him. He knew Heretic Cultivators and demons must be lurking along those seemingly peaceful shores.
"How soon can we reach Lin Family Crossing?"
"Without anything slowing us down, tomorrow morning at the earliest."
Normally, the rule was to travel only at night. Escorting these passengers was a special case, however, and they could only grit their teeth and press on day and night. Fortunately, the child's father helped conceal them, keeping the villagers on either bank from growing curious.
Black Snake was deeply worried about the child's illness. Falling sick was a frightening thing. If all else failed, he could go find Xu Jin; there was plenty of medicine in his house.
But he suppressed that thought as soon as it arose. If Xu Jin became entangled in this affair, the little valley might never know its former peace again.
Yet he could not simply watch the child's illness worsen.
Whatever his origins, wherever he had come from, the one lying in the cabin now was merely a frail child. He knew no spells and had no cultivation, living an ordinary, fragile life.
Ahead, the river made a sweeping bend. The humans and demons on one bank took a shortcut, while those on the other could only race along the shore after the boat.
An idea stirred in Black Snake's mind. He could send Xiao Yu ahead to fetch medicine.
He raised his head toward the heat source in the sky and slapped the water with his tail.
Soon, Xiao Yu landed lightly on the stern. After hearing Black Snake's instructions, she turned to glance at the little boy, whose face was scarlet with fever, then beat her wings and soared into the air. She was fast,