To save time and protect himself, Xiao Ding draped himself in a loose black robe, concealing his identity, and rode a long-distance flying magical beast straight from the Tagor Desert across the entire Jia Ma Empire to the area around Ghost-Suppressing Pass.
"So fucking expensive... where did Little Yanzi get all that money?"
After dismounting from the wind-element flying magical beast, whose enormous body blotted out the sky, Xiao Ding looked back and could not help sighing.
He felt that Little Yanzi had truly changed a great deal.
Ever since regaining his talent, Little Yanzi had not only cultivated rapidly, returning to the Dou Zhe realm and swiftly breaking through, but had also earned a tier-one alchemist's badge in Black Rock City-it was thanks to Little Yanzi's standing that Xiao Ding could travel on this comfortable, swift, high-grade flying magical beast. And that excited look on Little Yanzi's face when he came out of Elder Hai's shop...
"I hope you cultivate properly under your second brother's watch. You're sure to advance faster than any of us."
"But whatever else happens, never put yourself in danger."
Glancing toward the Tagor Desert, Xiao Ding pulled his black robe tighter and headed toward Ghost-Suppressing Pass.
"M-Medicine Emperor...!"
Inside the Flower Evil Sect, the sect master, who looked like a middle-aged consumptive, knelt prostrate before Han Feng, sweat pouring off him like rain.
"Hua Lang, you've been firmly established in the Black-Corner Region for over a decade, haven't you? Why do you still fail to understand even the most basic principles?"
Han Feng held a glass tube that was already half empty, his expression as dark as still water.
By the time he found the Flower Evil Sect, Hua Lang had already consumed half the Soul Solution, and his soul had grown visibly stronger.