"Master, what should we do?" a disciple asked worriedly.
"What is meant to come will always come. Isn't that the very purpose of our existence?" the old man said, shaking his head with a smile.
......
Xu Zimei and Xiao Guizi had been riding the Dark Heaven Tiger and the Green Jiao Horse for a long time when a mighty river blocked their path ahead.
The river was vast and boundless, its end not visible to the naked eye.
The gleaming surface of the river was dotted with countless boats and solitary vessels drifting along.
The Green Jiao Horse was merely an ordinary Monster Beast from the True Vein Realm and could not yet fly. Under Xu Zimei's sporadic feeding, the Dark Heaven Tiger had grown to reach the Empty Vein Realm.
"Brother, how about you go ahead, and I'll find a boat," Xiao Guizi suggested.
