He swallowed.
"Fine."
The groups separated.
The blue-robed cultivators took the bell.
Mo Yuxin and Su Yubing continued.
After they had gone a few kilometers, Su Yubing started laughing.
Mo Yuxin looked at her.
"What?"
"You sounded like a school teacher."
"How?"
"Stop fighting. Give it back."
Mo Yuxin shrugged.
"It worked."
"That is true."
They walked for another hour.
Then they reached a huge stone road filled with people.
The Central Spiritual Highway.
This was the major road connecting the heart of the continent to the surrounding regions.
Unlike the smaller roads, this highway was maintained jointly by dozens of sects and merchant organizations.
There were official rest stations every fifty kilometers.
There were patrols.
Emergency teleportation formations.
Medical halls.
Spirit beast stables.
Food markets.
Repair shops for spiritual weapons.
Even inns that catered specifically to high-level cultivators.
Su Yubing looked around.
