"In the end, I'm still too weak," Gao Fei sighed.
"What did you say?" Sima Shangyue asked.
"If I were at the Golden Core Realm Cultivation, I wouldn't have to fear Ninefold Mountain," Gao Fei replied. "Or alternatively... if I were at the Nascent Soul Stage, I could wipe out Ninefold Mountain with a single slap."
"..." Sima Shangyue was somewhat speechless, Gao Fei had quite the imagination.
"Go ahead." Gao Fei nodded. "Take a look at Ninefold Mountain and see what tricks they're really playing."
Three months is neither long nor short; it mainly depends on one's mood. When anxious, time feels slow, but when content, it seems to pass quickly.
...
The wind howls cold and the Yi River chills.
One moment, the sky was clear, and the next, a violent wind arose, clouds massed, and then it began to snow heavily.
When it's warm, it rains; when it's cold, it snows. One's life is spent amidst the interchanging rain and snow.
