"Fine..." Xiao Hua said with a bitter smile, flicking Little Silver's tiny backside with his middle finger. "Go look, then. This old man will follow behind you..."
Before Xiao Hua had even finished speaking, Little Silver's nose suddenly twitched, and its body turned into a streak of silver light as it flew in one direction.
"Good!" Xiao Hua was overjoyed. He hurriedly activated the Wind Escape Technique to pursue Little Silver, while extending his divine sense in that direction as well.
After flying for the time it took to drink a cup of tea, they actually encountered two Golden Core cultivators. The two were in a sorry state, seemingly having just escaped from a defensive formation. The moment they saw Xiao Hua and Little Silver, delight appeared in their eyes. Seeing that delight, how could Xiao Hua not know what they were thinking? He snorted coldly and no longer concealed his cultivation. The pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator surged forth at once, frightening the pair until their faces turned deathly pale and they nearly collapsed in midair. Xiao Hua could not be bothered with them and simply continued after Little Silver. The two Golden Core cultivators slunk away in the opposite direction.
But after flying for a while, Little Silver stopped again, looking all around as though it had lost the trail. Xiao Hua smiled, scooped it up, and placed it on his shoulder as he continued forward. Before long, the once-warm sunlight had actually turned cold. Two undulating mountain ranges appeared before Xiao Hua. They looked exceedingly abrupt, grayish-white in color as they emerged amid the forest, like two enormous pythons locking horns and enclosing a mountain ravine more than ten miles wide. There were no ancient trees within the ravine, only jagged boulders of all sizes. Some