Hao Ren and Han Lingshi rode the bikes for two days. They slept in tents, not to save money but to experience camping and they cultivated in the lap of mother nature. The increase in strength was constant and in the morning they would fight among each other.
Now, they had paused using fists and kicks to spar only. Instead they used the new swords they got. They were learning the art of sword and had a knack for it. Xiao Mei showed them videos of the best mortal martial artists who used swords, and the couple was absorbing everything they saw.
On the third day, they came to edge of the village. This place was located at the edge of the desert. The plantation was already getting scarce. Hao Ren and Han Lingshi rode inside the village and saw that the houses were made of earthen walls, and dried straw. They exchanged gazes and frowned, as they approached the only cemented building which was a small office of the Meiling foundation.
