They set off again the next day.
But if Cui Hao had merely been slow before, this time he had simply given up trying altogether.
He stopped every three steps and rested every two. Never mind walking-it was as though staying alive already took every ounce of his strength.
Lin Luoyu tried gently persuading him along the way, but Cui Hao maintained an attitude of-if you don't like it, go ahead and leave me behind.
Boiling water could not scald a dead man into moving. Their overall pace was slower than that of ordinary mortals on foot.
It was as though he feared the Evil Cultivators would fail to catch up.
But perhaps the Evil Cultivators really had lost their target, or perhaps they feared Lin Luoyu's background. Despite their agonizingly slow progress, the group still encountered no pursuing Evil Cultivators.
By this point, Winter Melon more or less understood what Cui Hao was planning.
Only... wasn't this plan far too crude? Yet he still looked so brimming with confidence?
With skills like these, couldn't he give up on harming people? Couldn't he let her, the professional, handle the arrangements?
"No, no, my heart's racing, and my Spiritual Power isn't obeying me either. I need to rest a while, or I'll suffer cultivation deviation."
Cui Hao stopped in his tracks, let his expression go slack, and refused to take another step.
Lin Luoyu's expression remained calm, her brows slightly furrowed, but she stopped as well.
Seeing this, the remaining half of Watermelon wasted no time finding a shady spot to rest.
Winter Melon stood there for a moment, looking calmly at Cui Hao.
Cui Hao rubbed his lower back, walked over to Lin Luoyu, took out a Soundproofing Talisman, and said something to her.
Lin Luoyu frowned slightly. After standing