"Fourth Senior Sister, what does the Golden Core Realm feel like?"
"It feels like the Golden Core Realm."
"Isn't that the same as saying nothing?"
"How is your question any different from asking nothing?" Lin Luoyu glanced over. "If you insist on an answer, won't you understand once you reach the Golden Core Realm yourself?"
Cui Hao shook his head slightly and sighed. "Fourth Senior Sister has picked up bad habits. You've even learned to be sarcastic."
"I learned it all from you," Lin Luoyu said calmly.
On the little path, Cui Hao and Lin Luoyu rode two spirit horses they had scrounged from the Heavenly Derivation Sect.
Cui Hao stretched. Spirit horses truly lived up to their name: they could actually travel a thousand li a day, regardless of how rugged the mountain roads were. Most importantly, they hardly needed feeding. They were wonderfully convenient and could keep running without trouble, though they did rather wear out their riders.
After several days of jolting, Cui Hao felt as though his brains were being shaken into mush. If he didn't say something soon, he might forget how to speak by the time they reached their destination.
Wouldn't that mean losing half his usefulness the moment they arrived?
Couldn't the Heavenly Derivation Sect train these spirit horses a little more? Couldn't they run a little more smoothly?
After being jolted around for so long, Cui Hao had given up struggling. Apart from holding the reins with one hand to keep himself from falling off, he let his body bounce around on the horse's back, his head swaying and bobbing.
His voice was slightly muffled as he said, "Senior Sister, where are we going? We've been traveling for so many days. Surely you can tell me now? I don't even know where