The following day, at high noon.
Above the sky dome a hundred miles outside the Border Wasteland City, a gold streak of light swooshed across. The golden sky horse spread its wings measuring approximately 30 feet wide, with feathers sharp as swords.
After spending several days in the Border Wasteland City, even though Xiao Chen hadn't got any top-grade spirit stones, he had acquired far beyond his expectations. He had collected dozens of species of spirit rice and spiritual roots which were of great assistance to the future development of the Gu Yuan Clan. He also found an apprentice who was naturally inclined to the alchemy path. Xiao Chen was extremely pleased.