Zhao Min had no other objections.
"Junior Brother, be careful yourself. The moment you notice anything even slightly amiss, immediately move Zi Kun and me out!"
After what had happened before, Zhao Min felt that greater caution was necessary.
Eighteen days later, Li Yan stood atop a cliff.
Beneath his feet, a river like a silken ribbon rushed onward.
This was already the river's end. Once the water reached this point, it plunged into a deep pool below the cliff.
Over the past days, Li Yan had traveled downstream alone.
Although he encountered some cultivators and demon beasts along the way, Li Yan had been even more careful to conceal his tracks.
Throughout the journey, he had almost constantly maintained "Night Concealment Stealth."
He searched for the "Howling Cold Stone" while moving in stealth.
Although doing so multiplied his spiritual power consumption, it spared him much unnecessary trouble.
Moreover, his Divine Sense was powerful. He could often detect others in advance and avoid them with ease.
Li Yan gazed at the river beneath him. After a long while, he finally sighed softly. How could treasures be so easily found?
Clues were merely clues. Even though he had entered several river stretches where the "Howling Cold Stone" was suspected to appear, he had ultimately found nothing.
If I had not unexpectedly obtained the physical body of the Black Cloud Frost-Condensing Insect this time, I truly would have been disappointed by this journey.
Still, one cannot be too greedy. The usefulness of that demon beast is no less than that of the "Howling Cold Stone." It is already a tremendous immortal opportunity.
*Nearly twenty days have passed. Under the nourishment of the pills, Senior Sister's injuries should basically recover in another three or four days. By then, it will also be time