The Wuyun Sect held sway over the Wumeng Mountain Range.
Early that morning, standing on a flying sword, they could see endless mountains stretching into the distance even from above the clouds.
Peak upon peak rose and fell between heaven and earth, their vast, imposing grandeur striking awe into the heart. Clouds and mist wreathed their slopes, draping many peaks in gauzy veils and making the entire range appear and disappear. Strange light from the formation arts bloomed above the mountains, impossible to look at directly.
But Yu Wanyi had no mind to admire the scenery, because-
She looked at Jiang Man and the others cultivating and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Cultivating," Jiang Man answered honestly.
"We're on a flying sword." What Yu Wanyi meant was that there was no need to cultivate while traveling.
"It would be a shame to waste such good time," Jiang Man said.
When Yu Wanyi had read Jiang Man's information before, which said he stayed up cultivating and refused to sleep, she had thought it exaggerated.
Now she could feel it.
Fortunately, he was only at Qi Refining. If a fellow disciple whose cultivation was close to hers were cultivating here...
She would have felt so uncomfortable that she could not maintain sword flight.
Taking a deep breath, Yu Wanyi reminded them, "We're going down. Stop cultivating."
As they descended, Jiang Man sensed a strange aura, gentle and capable of nourishing the body.
"Is this spiritual qi?" Li Yuan asked in surprise.
"It is. Only the sect has it. You won't find it elsewhere," Yu Wanyi explained.
Jiang Man began taking deep breaths.
"What are you doing now?" Yu Wanyi asked curiously.
"Taking a few extra breaths, trying to get used to the changes spiritual qi brings so I can get ahead of