C39 Sect's Blessed Land

"Father, why don't we stay in the city and cultivate? Why are we running here?" After walking in such an uncomfortable environment for the entire night, Zhao Lun's tone was already filled with restlessness.

"The Flying Cloud Sect's examination is still three days away, right?" Zhao Dapeng raised his head and looked at the sky. After confirming the location, he looked at his son and spoke slowly