After putting away the Huai Tree seeds, Chen Jue and the dramatically transformed Little Parrot took flight again, heading west.
When they grew tired, they landed to rest; when they grew hungry, they hunted and barbecued. Along the way, they encountered all manner of strange beasts and exotic flowers and plants, and Chen Jue recorded every one of them.
The scenery on this journey of exploration across an unfamiliar planet was even more captivating than anything he had seen on Earth.
Soaring through the vast sky, whistling through the clouds and looking down over this exquisite alien landscape, Chen Jue felt not only peace within, but also a measure of carefree freedom as he roamed between heaven and earth.
And so they traveled at sunrise and rested at sunset, heading west while he used their time in flight to exercise his body and practice the two major techniques he had on hand.
Nearly seven natural days on Second Home passed. When the surroundings grew increasingly desolate, the temperature began to rise, and a vast expanse of yellow sand appeared at the edge of his vision, Chen Jue knew he was nearing the mining pit at the junction of desert and wasteland that Phoenix Bird had described.
Seeing the blood-red sun begin to sink beneath the horizon, Chen Jue brought Little Parrot down onto the wasteland below.
Yellow earth stretched across the wasteland, parched and cracked everywhere. Although some withered yellow grass grew there, Chen Jue saw no sign of water or living creatures.
Fortunately, he still had a cup containing some fresh water in his backpack. After taking it out and sharing a drink with Little Parrot, Chen Jue used his entrenching shovel to dig a crude underground pit of about ten square meters as their resting place for the