Dressed all in black, Leng Qingsong moved swiftly. Though he could not wield a Sage's authority, the strength of what this world called a Xiantian Peak Martial Artist still let him travel a thousand li a day.
Even at a thousand li a day, reaching the place he knew would still take over ten days on foot.
"Luckily, I left an External Incarnation on the peak. Otherwise, if those two found out, they'd probably follow me to look for Elder... him." Leng Qingsong let out a long breath, feeling a trace of satisfaction at his own ingenuity.
Accustomed to cutting a path with his sword, Leng Qingsong was least adept at scheming. Now that he had fooled his two junior brothers, whose wisdom ran as deep as an abyss, he could not help feeling rather pleased.
I just don't like using my brain. That doesn't mean I don't have one!
Just like how I don't like talking. Keeping things brief doesn't mean people can't understand.
Leng Qingsong gazed into the distance, his eyes filled with nostalgia. This Mortal World was the very Mortal World where he and his elder brother had met.
Though a million years had passed, if they could reunite, they would surely meet in the same place!
A reunion in the same place, after a million years of seas turning into mulberry fields.
If karma and fate truly existed in this world, then his elder brother would appear only in that place.
Maple Leaf City!
When he was young, hunted and fleeing, he had wandered to his elder brother's side in that little city!
The place where his elder brother had taken him along on his wanderings and given him what truly deserved to be called a home!
A million years had passed. That little city had