He Pingsheng pushed off with his feet, leaped nearly a hundred feet, and reached out to seize a protruding rock on the sheer cliff face.
Pressing down lightly on the rock with his right hand, he leaped another hundred feet.
A moment later, he clung to the cliff face again.
After repeating this three or five times, he made his way from the foot of the cliff to the top.
His frequent travels through the mountains these past days had given him plenty of experience.
Standing atop the cliff, he gazed into the distance, his view wide and unobstructed.
He Pingsheng checked the sun's position, then took a jade slip from his Storage Bag and examined it. Finally, he fixed his gaze northward. "It should be that way!"
He wanted to take a look at the place where the cornus fruit grew.
He had no particular destination anyway.
Traveling along and gathering whatever Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures he happened upon was quite a good way to forage.
"Whew..." He Pingsheng drew a deep breath, then looked at the enormous, lengthy slope ahead. With a push of his feet, he shot forward like an arrow.
He traversed the rugged mountain paths as though walking on level ground.
After he had traveled nonstop like this for about two hours, the sun reached its zenith.
The weather gradually grew hotter.
Four or five cultivators in pale blue Daoist Robes swept through the sky ahead.
Every one of them rode a Paper Crane.
He Pingsheng looked up. They were too high, and with the dazzling sunlight directly behind them, he could not make out their faces, much less the insignia on their Daoist Robes. He had no way of telling which sect they belonged to.
One Paper Crane, however, suddenly descended, landing before