Instead, whenever the three of them encountered other cultivators along the way, those cultivators would detect the aura emanating from them and steer far away, terrified of inviting disaster upon themselves.
Naturally, Li Yan and the other two had not detected the aura of any cultivators above the Spirit Transformation Realm either. Otherwise, they too would have immediately chosen to evade at top speed.
When high-level cultivators had no special business to attend to, they could not be bothered to pick on juniors. How bored would they have to be?
Li Yan and the other two were much the same. They encountered countless Golden Core Realm and Foundation Establishment cultivators along the way, yet they simply flew past. Those people did not even know that Nascent Soul Realm cultivators had passed overhead.
Li Yan spread out his Divine Sense and gazed at the blurred scenery below, at the earth swiftly receding beneath them. A trace of wistfulness appeared in his eyes.
It was noon. Clumps of white clouds constantly rushed toward them from ahead, only to be swallowed directly into the embrace of the White Jade Boat.
The next moment, the boat pierced through them and flew away, dragging behind it a thin white line that linked the distant and nearby white blossoms of cloud together. It was a strikingly beautiful sight.
The noonday sun blazed harshly in the sky as Li Yan stood at the bow.
Watching the patches of blue sky that occasionally showed through the gaps between the white clouds rushing toward him, countless thoughts surged through his heart.
Min'er, A-Ying, are you both well? I... am still alive...
Li Yan did not know that he already had a daughter named Li Zhaoyan. Given Zhao Min's reserved nature, she naturally would not deliberately send a separate message