If they took a large cloudship, the journey back from Chongtian City to Wangyue would only take a little over ten days.
On foot, with the stamina the three of them had now, it would probably take more than two months.
But in order to achieve the desired effect of tempering his physique, Yang Lingshu had no intention of using any spells on the return journey, only using spiritual power to protect the soles of his feet, his joints, and other areas.
With that, the trip home was set to take more than half a year.
Though the journey was rather long, they encountered many things along the way and experienced the local customs of every place they passed through, so it was hardly dull.
"Thank you, Immortal Master! You saved the children of our village!"
"Thank you, Immortal Master, for saving my son!"
Within a village nestled in the mountains, the village chief was leading the villagers in kneeling and kowtowing in thanks to a youth standing at the village entrance.
Beside the youth lay the corpse of a Demon Beast, its breath long gone.
Not one to waste anything, Lü Fangxuan stored the corpse of the First Level of Qi Gathering Demon Beast in his storage pouch.
Without saying much more to the villagers, he turned and headed off in a certain direction.
Over the past seven months, the three of them had done many such things—drawing their blades when they saw injustice.
They had killed bandits, slaughtered Demon Beasts, wiped out mountain brigands, and eliminated tyrants.
Naturally, there had been cultivators as well.
In an ancient forest deep within the mountains near the border of Qiulu, they had unexpectedly come across an old evil cultivator who delighted in eating young children.
The old cultivator had hidden in