The direction indicated by the Celestial Master's whisk and the direction Chu Feng had observed were one and the same.
"Zi Ling, let's go."
As Chu Feng spoke, he took Zi Ling's hand and soared forward through the air.
But this world was vast.
Even with their current cultivation, flying at full speed, they could still feel how impossibly far the edge of the world was.
It was precisely because this world was so enormous.
At this moment, they didn't feel like half-god realm powerhouses at all — they felt more like ordinary martial cultivators, wandering among mountains and rivers, admiring the scenery.
And it truly was beautiful scenery.
Although the place where they had first landed was nothing but a barren wasteland, as they pressed onward, the desolation gave way to lush grasslands. Beyond the grasslands rose mountain ranges, and past the mountains stretched a boundless ocean.
Within that ocean, Fierce Beasts roamed everywhere. Beneath waves towering a thousand meters high, dangers lurked at every turn. The beasts hunted each other without cease, fighting and devouring one another across the sea.
Chu Feng and his companion took no part in any of it. They didn't even slow their pace.
They were like recluses from beyond the mortal world, simply admiring all of creation.
Ordinarily, such a simple journey would have held little interest — Chu Feng had experienced scenes like these far too many times.
But having Zi Ling by his side gave his heart an entirely different feeling.
It was a warmth that surged through his chest.
Chu Feng's mind drifted back to those days in the Lower Realm of Ancestral Martial.
At that time, Chu Feng had still been a disciple of the Azure Dragon Sect, having just finished his one-year agreement with Gong Luyun and found himself at odds with the Qilin Manor of the Lingyun Sect.
In order to strengthen his cultivation, Chu Feng had traveled to Qinzhou, where he had stumbled into a marriage alliance tournament hosted by the Supreme Manor.
It was there that he had reunited with Zi Ling.
And it was during that time that the two of them had grown closer.
The marriage tournament, under the pretense of matchmaking, was actually a coordinated effort by various factions to attack the Myriad Demon Mountain and seize its treasures.
Chu Feng had obtained the Strange Weapon, the Asura Ghost Axe, and in doing so had made himself a target of every faction present. They had all joined forces to put a bounty on his head.
In an instant, Chu Feng found himself in a seemingly hopeless situation.
Yet it was at precisely that moment that Zi Ling had chosen to stand by his side.
Those factions that had hunted him — to the Chu Feng of today, they weren't even worth calling ants. They were nothing more than specks of dust. A single stomp of his foot could have annihilated them all.
But back then, when he was merely a humble disciple from the small land of Qingzhou, those factions had represented the very pinnacle of power across the entire region. Though he hadn't feared them, the pressure had been immense.
It had truly been a life lived on the edge of a blade — the slightest misstep would have meant death.
And now, the enemy Chu Feng had offended was the Seven Worlds Holy Land — the most powerful force in the entire vast cultivation world, at least on the surface.
And once again, Zi Ling was by his side.
That was why Chu Feng felt so moved.
To have such a beloved companion — what more could he ask for in this lifetime?
"What's wrong?"
"Is there something on my face?"
Suddenly, Zi Ling turned to look at Chu Feng, her beautiful eyes blinking with a hint of confusion.
She had noticed that Chu Feng, who had been carefully observing their surroundings throughout the journey, had suddenly stopped paying attention to anything around them and was instead staring right at her face.
"There is, actually," Chu Feng said.
"What?" Zi Ling's eyes widened. She had only said it in passing — surely she would know if there was something on her face.
There was clearly nothing there.
"The most stunning beauty in all the world — it's right there on your face."
"How could anyone possibly be as beautiful as my Zi Ling?" Chu Feng said.
"Ah..."