Three days later, one clear morning.
Yuan Ming casually accepted a task to find spiritual materials at the Execution Hall, then bid farewell to Fang Ge and left Biluo Cave's gate, heading toward the northeast.
After he was far from the gate, he murmured incantations, and a layer of air-like azure light surrounded his body, making him exceptionally light. With a gentle touch on the ground, he could leap forward several meters.
This was the Wind Swift Skill he had acquired from the Fire Summoning Place. He had practiced it during his spare time in the past two days and had already grasped the basics.
Such spells were generally not something one would spend time mastering thoroughly; instead, they could gradually improve proficiency through daily use while traveling.
With this skill, Yuan Ming's traveling speed had significantly increased. He could now travel nearly 300 li a day, and at night, he would simply find a nearby mortal town to stay, meditate, and cultivate.