The grey-feathered sand goose landed halfway up the mountain, and Ji An energetically jumped off the back of the beast, striding towards the Diligence Hall.
"Thud!"
A heavy object fell to the ground behind him, and Ji An paused and turned back, only to see the sand goose collapsed on the ground, its wings spread out, and its long neck lying weakly on the ground.
After four or five consecutive days of intense flying, coupled with carrying a person, it had reached its limit.
Usually, upon reaching the destination, it would always give a few triumphant cries, but today, it was too exhausted.
It's time to purchase a flying shuttle for travel, Ji An thought to himself.
He performed a spell, and a mist about ten feet in diameter rolled above the sand goose's head, as if a hidden cloud dragon was lurking within.
As the rain drops imbued with nourishing spiritual energy pattered down, the beast's condition improved slightly.
