Sage of Humanity
The weak cry out with all their might, yet no one cares; The strong whisper softly, yet their words penetrate deeply into the heart. A Talent Tree ablaze with flames, every leaf bearing different spirit runes, Lu Ye, reduced to a mining slave after his sect was destroyed, used this to become a cultivator and stirred the winds of change in the Nine Provinces...
Chapter 89 I Hate Magic Cultivators
Outside the Sky-Splitting Gorge lay a vast plain with flat terrain, which was particularly hostile towards Lu Ye's current predicament, as there was absolutely nowhere to hide.
He took out the ten-part map to scout ahead; beyond the plain was a mountain, and on the other side of that mountain a large river. Crossing the river and traveling several dozen li, there was a marketplace.
Into the mountain! Lu Ye made a snap decision. He didn't know what kind of methods a cultivator from the Spirit Stream Level 7 might possess, but in his current situation, the only chance of survival was to head into the mountains.
However, the mountain was not close, and even with Amber's pace, it would take about two hours to reach.
Lu Ye desperately prayed that Dong Shuye wouldn't run too fast.