Lin Xuan traveled through the night, his speed incredibly fast.
When daylight broke, he was already very far from the Wenxue Sect, surely those old fellows would not be able to find him.
Wuji wuji!
The Snow White Monkey jumped down from his shoulder, pointing at the ground and making non-stop noises.
"Uh, what's wrong?" Lin Xuan asked, puzzled.
The Snow White Monkey gestured animatedly, and Lin Xuan quickly understood.
"You mean the Green-haired Man is still alive!" Lin Xuan asked in a deep voice.
Wuji! Wuji!
The Snow White Monkey nodded, with a look that pleaded for trust.
"Could he be underground?" Lin Xuan wondered to himself but did not dare to linger.
Who knew if the Green-haired Man was still afraid of the Snow White Monkey? Lin Xuan wasn't about to gamble with his life.
Deploying the Wind Thunder Step, Lin Xuan quickly left the area.
The vast expanse of Snow Mountain lay before him, as far as the eye could see, a blanket of white.