Three hundred li was neither far nor near. At a gallop, Huang Xiao could reach his destination in three or four two-hour periods.
But by the time he had galloped some two hundred li, night had fallen. Huang Xiao had intended to press on to Everlasting Spring Mountain through the night, but the gathering yin energy stirred the cold energy within him, making it batter his dantian and meridians without cease. If he did not circulate his power to suppress it and regulate his breathing, he feared he would not survive the night.
Thus, Huang Xiao knew he could not reach Everlasting Spring Mountain that night. That mere hundred li lay before him like an impassable chasm. Had he not been injured, what would a hundred li have amounted to? Even without a horse, he could have covered it in just over a two-hour period using lightness arts. Over short distances, only thousand-li steeds could match a First-Class Expert using lightness arts; ordinary horses could not keep up. Of course, in endurance, a person was still no match for a horse. After all, although First-Class Experts possessed abundant internal power, using lightness arts at such speed consumed an enormous amount of it.
"Good, I can rest here for the night. I hope I can make it through!" Huang Xiao looked up and saw firelight ahead, and more than one light at that. There seemed to be a village or small town up ahead.
Huang Xiao was not very certain how much longer he could live. At the rate the cold energy was invading him, he estimated that he had three days left. But the affairs of this world were unpredictable. The cold energy could erupt at any moment, and once it did, he would die on the spot. Thus, Huang