"At this pace, it'll take at least three months to get from Dafeng State to Central State!"
Sitting in the carriage, Su Changkong pulled on the reins as the robust black horse galloped forward, pulling the carriage down the road. Su Changkong estimated the speed and silently lamented.
The roads of this era were not like those in modern times, so smooth and flat. Sometimes, without a road, one would have to traverse mountains and ridges, making travel extremely time-consuming.
With Su Changkong's pace and endurance, he could outpace any treasured steed. This black horse was a gift from Pei Yang, naturally a one in ten thousand steed, but it still couldn't compare with the speed and stamina of a martial artist in the Qi-Blood Realm.
But now, Su Changkong's body couldn't sustain long periods of travel, so he had to either ride on horseback or sit in a carriage, grinding away the time.
