Zi Hu had chosen paths that lay within the mountains, and for those young people who couldn't perform Sword Flight, the mountain roads were quite difficult. However, the scenery in the mountains was extraordinarily beautiful, with occasional light mist and sparse clouds, and at times lush fading hues, which indeed made one feel refreshed and forget their fatigue. Xuanji was very familiar with such views, having grown up on Shouyang Mountain, accustomed to its steep cliffs, and she looked down on these lower hills with disdain.
However, Yu Sifeng and Ruo Yu found it quite exhausting. They had grown up by the sea. Although both were skilled and wouldn't likely fall off a cliff to their deaths, walking along the edge still made their legs wobble. Seeing Xuanji walking ahead alone, bouncing along as if the cliffs were nothing, Yu Sifeng couldn't help but call out to her, "Don't walk so fast, be careful of falling."
