Xue Xue thought for a moment, then nodded. "Go on, Husband. I fly slowly, and my cultivation is shallow. I can only hold you back!"
"Not at all. Once you reach Foundation Establishment, you'll be formidable!" Xiao Hua comforted her. "From the medicinal strength of the Ling Lei Pill alone, I can already guess a thing or two!"
"I certainly hope so." Xue Xue smiled sweetly. "I truly want to lend Husband a helping hand!"
Thus, Xiao Hua found a secluded spot and set up the Rabbit Formation, allowing Xue Xue to enter seclusion within it. He himself flew away, heading to the areas around Yuncheng to distribute the mountain-like pile of fine seeds in his space to the many ordinary people.
North of Xi Country lay an endless expanse of hills. The hills rose and fell in unbroken waves, covered in low thorny vegetation whose sharp spines stabbed toward the sky in the cold wind.
At one spot, beneath the brilliant sunlight, a thick mist suddenly rose. Carried swiftly away by the cold wind, it drifted across the land. Wherever the mist passed, the thorns on the hills took on a faint brown hue. That brown was so close to the thorns' natural color that, let alone the naked eye, even divine sense sweeping over it would never notice it without the most careful inspection!
Immediately afterward, another cloud of dense mist rose a hundred zhang away, again settling over an area several dozen zhang wide.
This repeated over and over. Clouds of dense mist rose in succession, slowly advancing forward. After an unknown length of time, the final cloud descended, and a hazy figure emerged from the mist—it was none other than the mysterious Fellow Daoist Dongshan, clad in a black cloak!
"Gaga~" Fellow Daoist Dongshan's gaze swept