Climbing Spirit Mountain

Early in the morning, before the morning mist had yet to part and the crisp air still carried the mild coolness, Ulan sent Xia Fei off from outside of the city.

"This will be an arduous trip for you. I know Fuchen has taught you the trick to keep your cultivation hidden. You're very well-versed when it comes to your own energy perception, and others will hardly spare you another glance in most circumstances, but this world is vast, and experts are plenty. You mustn't let down your guard for even a moment, and if it's not the right time, come back quickly. At worst, we'll not risk our lives for that old monster Fuchen's wishes. There's no sense of us throwing our lives away here like that," Ulan lectured him sincerely.

Xia Fei smiled. "Relax. There's no such thing as immortal souls among the Unrestricteds, so why would someone as afraid to die as me not act cautiously?"