Hong Yuan didn't spend all his time at the Ji Family residence, limiting his activities to LuoYing City. Teaching Hua Menghuang didn't consume much of his energy. Occasionally, he would venture out to explore the landscapes and local customs of the Southern Border.
「On this day.」
The sunshine was warm, and a gentle breeze drifted by.
Hong Yuan waved goodbye to the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint and Hua Menghuang. Under their watchful eyes, his Sword Light flashed. He instantly transformed into a sword rainbow, dissolving into the vast sky. His flying speed was truly such that he could reach Cangwu by morning and the North Sea by dusk, embodying the grace of a carefree Sword Immortal.
WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH...
The biting Cold Wind swiftly cut through the air. Hong Yuan's figure vanished in a flash, as swift as a shooting star.
