Half a Watermelon did not know what the two had actually discussed. After they began talking, they screened off their conversation with spiritual power. They returned after only about a quarter of an hour.
After returning, Lin Luoyu said nothing more. She merely sat down somewhere clean, looking a little quiet, and began meditating to rest.
Winter Melon's expression was calm as well, and she gave him no additional reminders.
Presumably, they had reached an agreement.
Watermelon finally turned his gaze toward Cui Hao, only to find that Cui Hao, who had clearly been intensely curious just moments ago, was now sitting obediently to one side with his eyes closed, resting, without curiously pressing for answers.
Such quiet was rather unusual.
Had the brat finally learned to show consideration for his senior sister?
Whatever the case, things had finally quieted down.
Once dawn had fully broken and the sun had risen, Lin Luoyu was the first to stand, calling everyone to continue their journey.
As they traveled, they occasionally encountered evil cultivators who seemed to have tracked them all the way there.
Fortunately, none had particularly high cultivation. Not wanting to expose themselves and invite greater trouble, the group simply took detours.
They raced onward, from day into night.
Finally, Cui Hao, who had remained silent throughout their flight, could no longer hold back and spoke first:
"Let's rest... my spiritual power's about to be squeezed dry."
As his words fell, Lin Luoyu stopped first, followed closely by Winter Melon and Watermelon.
Winter Melon glanced at Cui Hao, who looked rather like a weakling. With spiritual power supporting them, an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator should not have been unable to endure even a day and night of running.
Even half a Watermelon could keep up with the group on one