Yan Shu was speechless, but she had gained some experience and looked up at the sky, asking, “What do you want to do?”
A silent lightning bolt streaked across the sky, pointing towards the direction of Wushang Peak in the southwest.
Understanding its meaning, Yan Shu didn’t dare to linger and immediately controlled her flying sword, slowly heading towards Wushang Peak.
She was injured and her spiritual power was weak, so her flying speed was not fast. The thunderclouds followed her, but they seemed to retain some humanity and didn’t strike her.
She flew all the way to Wushang Peakuntil the thunderclouds above her dissipated.
Yan Shu returned to her room feeling weak and used the remaining spiritual power to perform a purification technique. She then lay on the bed exhausted and without interest.