Whizz!
When Primal Qi was channeled into the helm, the cloud-splitting chariot buzzed to life and rose into the air.
Nobody entertained Zuo Yushu.
Zuo Yushu felt awkward. With her identity and status, she would have been greatly respected in any other sect. However, in the Evil Sky Pavilion, she was more of a passerby compared to an actual passerby. It was one thing for Ji Tiandao to ignore her, what gave these two minor disciples the gall to look at her disdainfully from the corners of their eyes? As irritated as she was, as a senior who was quite advanced in age and an old friend of Ji Tiandao, she could not possibly hold this against the juniors.
The flying chariot climbed into the air and exited Golden Court Mountain's barrier as it flew toward the southern regions of Great Yan.
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