It would not be difficult for Ji Yuan to persuade those major sects with which he had relatively close ties, but Long Sword Mountain was the supreme immortal cultivation sect of the age. Its Power of Slaughter was formidable, a force too powerful to ignore. Considering that there were traitors among them as well—regardless of their number, their status might even surpass that of the one on Immortal Mist Island—Ji Yuan had to make the trip himself.
As Ji Yuan's escape light turned northward in the distance, Xiezhi flew out from his sleeve, Transforming into Human Form and accompanying him at his side.
The sea below surged with towering waves. Even at such tremendous escape speed, the sea surface showed no overly exaggerated sensation of movement from high in the sky. Yet in this state of Sword Escape, they could perceive the flow of heaven and earth's spiritual energy all the more clearly. Thus, Xiezhi could see that the direction in which water spirit energy gathered was only slightly offset from their direction of flight.
After flying for more than a month, Ji Yuan stopped above the Vast Sea. Xiezhi knew perfectly well, however, that although no landmass could be seen here, they were already not far from Northern Territory Heng Continent.
"We're here already?"
After saying that, Xiezhi took an exceptionally fresh jujube from his sleeve, wiped it with his own sleeve, then opened his mouth and bit into it. He chewed with his mouth closed, unwilling to let even a drop of juice splash out.
"Not yet. We're waiting for someone."
"Huh? Who? When did you arrange to meet someone? How come I don't know?"
Xiezhi took several bites to finish the jujube. Even as he spoke, he held the date pit in his mouth, reluctant to spit