He piloted the Flying Ship for days on end.
Upon returning to the sect gate, he found the Outer Sect was just as he'd left it, completely unchanged.
He considered visiting some old friends, but he had already been delayed and couldn't afford to waste any more time.
He passed straight through the cloud wall into the Inner Sect. Bai Mo got his bearings and headed for Mi Mountain.
Before long, the purple-black mountain peak was in sight.
The mountain was much greener than when he had left, filled with a burgeoning sense of life.
As he drew closer, he could even see a badger carrying a shoulder pole, diligently going about its work.
A smile appeared on Bai Mo's face.
'Looks like he hasn't been slacking off.'
From a distance, Ah Er saw the green streak of light approaching. It froze for a moment, let out a strange cry, then dropped its pole and scurried toward the base of the mountain.
