Lan Quan flew out of Qilin palace in haste, the strands of spirit energy was the beacon that guided his path towards the destination of his disciple. The sky was a sight to behold, the white cloud fluffy in the morning blue sky was lost on Lan Quan.

"High Immortal Lan Quan! Please slow down! If Faerie Kai Zhen is in harm's way, what are doing would be of no help to him if you tire yourself my flying at high speed!"

The God of Fate fought to keep from breathing hard, the effort of trying to keep up with the immortal ahead of him was making him lose steam.

"Kai Zhen is in danger! I can feel it!"

"..."

Lan Quan lost his patience while speaking to the immortal that trailed behind him.  Chang Chen became silent; he could sense fury from Lan Quan.

The path ahead felt endless to the medicine king as the two journeyed through the sky in search of a lost faerie.