In midair, Xiao Hua and Cai Zhuoxia streaked across the horizon at tremendous speed, churning the endless sea of clouds into turbulence. Amid the white clouds, an azure passage appeared in an instant. Only after their figures had flown far away did wind and clouds surge together, slowly covering the gap they had torn open.
After flying a great distance, Cai Zhuoxia laughed. "Thanks to Fellow Daoist Zhuo's Twin Flight Talisman. Otherwise, at my flying speed, I fear I would not even have covered half the distance by now. I definitely would have missed Huanhua Sect's selection tomorrow!"
"Shh~" Xiao Hua said in a low voice. "Fellow Daoist Cai, do not speak so loudly. There seems to be a cultivator of profound magical power ahead. We should slow down!"
"Alas, Fellow Daoist Xiao's cultivation truly surpasses mine. I have not sensed anything at all!"
"I merely have a feeling; it may not be true. Still, for safety's sake, we should slow down. Huanhua Sect is already quite close. We should certainly arrive before noon tomorrow, right?"
"Mm, precisely so!" Cai Zhuoxia said. "You and I should fly separately!"
As she spoke, the two separated, and their flying speed visibly slowed.
Sure enough, after only the time it took to drink half a cup of tea, a faint white radiance appeared from their front left. It sped over their heads with great swiftness. It was an old man dressed in white, his face faintly blue-green and his nose bulbous from drink. A Foundation Establishment cultivator! The old man's faint divine sense swept over them, and Xiao Hua's heart tightened. He hurriedly bowed in salute and stood respectfully in midair.
The old man seemed not to have seen them at all. Without pausing, he flew away above their heads and, in the