Ming Feng chuckled at his words. Morning sunlight broke through a seam in the clouds, casting a layer of radiance over them.
Though they had endured hardships throughout the journey, Ming Feng now appeared vigorous and spirited, as though he were a completely different person from before.
After years of traveling day after day, year after year, Ming Feng had actually grown much younger, looking only a little over fifty.
This place was not far from the Heavenly Demon Grassland, and the morning air carried an added freshness, as though accompanied by an omnipresent, boundless freedom.
"Hehehe... Fellow Daoist Zuo, there is no need to be so polite. This is something our benefactor instructed our clans to do. This old man naturally had to see it through. Otherwise, when we meet our benefactor next time, we would have no face to show him!"
With a wave of his hand, Ming Feng sent a gentle force through the air that swiftly lifted Zuo Qiudan to his feet. Zuo Qiudan was someone Li Yan had entrusted to him, and Ming Feng had always been a man of his word, treating Zuo Qiudan with courtesy all along.
Ming Qi and Ming Yu floated in the air off to one side, merely smiling without speaking. Following the map Li Yan had provided, the Phoenix Four Clans had traveled day and night after arriving in the North Pasture Realm. For most of the latter half of their journey, they had moved along the edge of the Heavenly Demon Grassland.
Several months ago, Zuo Qiudan had wished to depart on his own, but Ming Feng had stopped him. Judging from the jade slip map at the time, the place Zuo Qiudan was headed for was still an extremely long way away.
With Zuo Qiudan's Spirit Transformation