togophonebook 10 I can fly, but I don't have wings!
10 I can fly, but I don't have wings!
Is this person born in the Year of the Dog? How can their face change so quickly?
"Brother Xu!" Su Han emphasized, "I have some private matters to attend to at the manor. Since you are not a disciple of our sect, it is inconvenient for you to accompany me!"
Xu Yan finally realized this wasn't a joke, and he immediately felt terrible. He had a lot of complaints but didn't know how to express them, and he almost suffered internal injuries from holding it in.
We've been together to the ends of the earth, and you're only now saying goodbye?
Why didn't you say so earlier? Wouldn't it have been better if I had just gotten off halfway? Why did you come here to join in the fun?
Su Han turned ruthless and walked inside after saying that.
"Wait a minute!" Xu Yan called out to the other party.
Su Han stopped, but didn't turn around: "Brother Xu, do you have any further guidance?"
Xu Yan took a deep breath to compose himself: "I wouldn't presume to offer guidance... It's just that this place is too high, and I can't fly. May I ask how I can get down?"
His only feeling at that moment was exhaustion. He didn't even want to pretend in his speech; he just wanted to be comfortable with whatever he could.
"I'm sorry, I've lost all my cultivation and am truly powerless to help." After saying this, Su Han strode into the immortal mansion.
Xu Yan angrily retorted: "Scumbag!"
He plopped down on the ground, propped his chin up, and looked down at the Immortal Palace.
We've been through thick and thin together, and now you're showing your true colors?
He couldn't even get off the floating island, let alone be in an unfamiliar place, and had no idea what to do.
Then I felt a little discouraged.
That makes sense, Su Han is a legitimate cultivator after all, and even without cultivation, he still has the backing of his sect.
What about himself?
He's just a complete mortal. Su Han has already done more than enough by not abandoning him along the way. What more could he want?
Ultimately, their shared experiences brought them together, but there was no deep bond or foundation of trust... He finally met a native, who was also a disciple of a sect, and he wanted to latch onto him completely, but the bastard wouldn't give him the chance!
Thinking of this, Xu Yan suddenly stood up: "Relying on others is unreliable, relying on mountains is unreliable. As long as we don't lose our mindset, there are always more solutions than problems. In the end, we still have to rely on ourselves!"
After giving himself a few pep talks, Xu Yan abandoned his fantasies, perked up, and peered out from the floating island... Oh my god, no, no, I'm dizzy!
Jumping from such a height is certain death; you must not act impulsively.
Looking around, the nearest foothold was diagonally below, in a suspended garden where three or five monks strolled, giving it a bit of a park feel.
Xu Yan gave a thumbs up, closed one eye, and used the "jump eye method" to calculate that the straight-line distance was approximately between three and seven hundred meters.
He only knew the method but had never actually used it, so he was extremely unskilled and his technique was far from ideal, resulting in a relatively large error rate.
Xu Yan scratched his head: How did those sharpshooters train?
Forget it, finding a rope is more reliable... By the way, how does such a big island float in the sky?
Talking two ends.
Led by the disciples on duty, Su Han entered the main hall and saw a haggard-looking middle-aged cultivator sitting in the main seat.
He bowed respectfully, saying, "Junior Su Han, a disciple of the Zhenyue Sect, pays respects to Senior!"
When he was out in the world, he was not only a cultivator, but also the face of his sect. He could not lose the proper etiquette or face.
The cultivator gestured, "Young friend, please have a seat!"
"Thank you, senior!" Su Han sat down as instructed.
The cultivator said, "My name is Zhu You, and I am not well-known."
"So it was Senior Zhu in person!"
Zhu You waved his hand: "Young friend Su, please tell me how you met my Shen'er."
Su Han agreed and began to explain in detail. Although he hadn't witnessed it firsthand, Zhu You listened with such fervor that he gritted his teeth and his face contorted in rage.
Su Han was terrified, fearing that the man surnamed Zhu might jump up and slap her to death.
He unconsciously became more reserved in his speech, and nervously finished recounting his ordeal.
Zhu You closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, finally suppressing his overflowing rage: "I will definitely tear that poisonous scholar to pieces!"
Su Han felt a deep sense of sympathy: "This junior was also harmed by that poisonous scholar. Now I have lost all my cultivation and am a cripple."
Zhu You said in a deep voice, "My Yuanji Mountain and Zhenyue Sect are both righteous sects, of the same lineage, and should naturally help each other. If you don't mind, nephew, why don't you stay here and wait for news from your sect? What do you say?"
Su Han remained expressionless: "Thank you, senior!"
In reality, the two sects didn't have much interaction, and the idea of them being of one mind with each other was completely unfounded.
However, since they belong to the righteous path, it is only natural for them to help each other, and it is also an unwritten tacit understanding among righteous sects.
Everyone has disciples, and everyone goes out to train. You never know when you might encounter difficulties on someone else's turf. You help me and I help you, and eventually it will be our turn to help our own disciples.
Isn't this what mutual support and assistance is all about?
Zhu You flipped his hand and took out a palm-sized cloth bag: "This is just a small token of my appreciation, young friend, please don't refuse."
"I dare not refuse the elder's gift, thank you very much, senior." Su Han bowed again and immediately wrote a letter, handing it to Zhu You, "Please trouble you to convey this message to the sect on my behalf, senior!"
"No problem!"
After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Zhu You finally let Su Han leave.
The servants waiting outside immediately led Su Han to a private guest room with its own courtyard.
Su Han stood with his hands behind his back in the courtyard, his gaze fixed on the main gate. His eyes seemed to pierce through all the barriers, finally seeing the helpless figure outside the gate.
The city lights were just coming on, and the buildings in the neighborhood were gradually being illuminated.
I don't know what kind of magic those lights used, but they didn't dazzle the eyes at all, yet they illuminated the whole town.
Xu Yan, trapped on the floating island, felt extremely lonely.
He couldn't think of a solution. He couldn't possibly train on the spot and wait until he learned to fly before leaving, could he?
Even if he has enough cultivation, he still doesn't know the method of flying.
No, that's not right. He has the memories of the Thunder Eagle in his mind, and he's really an expert when it comes to flying, but he must first grow a pair of wings big enough!
Suddenly, he heard light footsteps behind him. Xu Yan jumped up and, without caring whether he knew the person or not, bowed respectfully and said, "Greetings, Senior!"
Who would have thought that it was a young girl who was only sixteen years old and still had baby fat on her face? Upon hearing this, she immediately blushed with embarrassment.
Xu Yan was also a little embarrassed, but fortunately, he had a thick skin and forced himself to continue, "Sorry, sorry, well, I'm sorry!"
After saying that, he quickly slipped away.
If it were just a matter of hitchhiking, the young girl wouldn't mind, but cultivators' methods are limited to flying, sword control, and beast control, making it difficult to carry people.
Flying boats are an option, but they're very niche, so I figured I shouldn't bother the girl.
It's normal for a guy who's a homebody to get nervous when he sees a pretty girl.
Only the big, bouncy radish would be overjoyed.
Seeing his timid and fearful expression, the girl chuckled and asked curiously, "Is there something you need?"
The sound was crisp and melodious, surprisingly pleasant to hear.
Xu Yan was even more embarrassed: "Well, I can't fly, I can't get down..."
The girl became even more curious: "Then how did you get up here?"
Xu Yan was mortified: "I was tricked into coming here!"