Immersing himself in the space, Di Tou meditated for a sun and a moon, as the tiger had asked…. Well to be more precise, it was a moon and a sun, as the tiger had left in the afternoon, and they hadn't been traveling by moonlight when they arrived. The next evening, Di Tou blearily opened his eyes, and in his irises, one could vaguely see the strange and distorted space of the Northern Continent. Stretching, Di Tou looked up the mountain, and began to walk up it at a jogging pace.
Far faster and easier then a mortal ever could, but not really at the speed of a cultivator, even a relatively weak one, either.
The hike took some time, and it was about sunset the next day when he arrived at the peak.
