The meaning is very clear; people cannot be compared, especially when the gap is too large, it makes one not even want to compete.
At this moment, Zhao Ya stood up after finalizing various details.
"Thank you both for your strong support. Time is tight, and I still need to visit the Mechanical Sect, so I won’t stay any longer. Farewell."
"Leaving in such a hurry? Do you need me to send a few people to accompany you?" He Nandou asked.
"Yes, you’re acting alone, after all, which can be isolating. How about I send a few people from the Purple Swallow Forest Pavilion to accompany you?" Shangguan Jianmei also said.
Zhao Ya shook his head, "I appreciate your kindness, but there’s no need to send anyone. It’s more convenient and flexible for me to act alone."
"But this place is a ten thousand miles distance from the Mechanical Sect. Are you sure you can make it back before the first day of November?" He Nandou asked hesitantly.
Zhao Ya smiled.
The main reason he politely declined He Nandou and Shangguan Jianmei’s offers was that he felt these people were too slow. Acting together would only slow him down.
But such words were not appropriate to say out loud.
Although Zhao Ya remained silent, his smile made everyone understand what he meant.
Shangguan Jianmei felt a slight discomfort.
When it came to the cultivation realm or combat abilities, Shangguan Jianmei had nothing to say and willingly admitted defeat.
But for Zhao Ya to look down upon the Lightweight Body Technique, the pride of the Purple Swallow Forest Pavilion, was somewhat unreasonable.
Although she didn’t show it, her expression already conveyed this sentiment.
Zhao Ya understood but didn’t explain. He simply cupped his hands in respect.
"See you all on the first day of November in front of the Azure Dragon Temple!"
With those words, Zhao Ya vanished without a trace, without any noticeable movements.
Shangguan Jianmei was startled and swiftly stepped out of the room, searching from the rooftop outside.
But looking around at the surrounding pavilions and palaces, there was no sign of Zhao Ya anywhere in the vast wilderness.
He Nandou had also come out and couldn’t help but genuinely praise, "What a remarkable body technique."
Shangguan Jianmei’s expression was serious.
She couldn’t comprehend the technique Zhao Ya had just used, vanishing abruptly like a magic trick.
It’s known that while Lightweight Skills vary in many forms across the world, their principles are quite similar.
They are all methods of rapid movement.
And to achieve this, leg skills are paramount.
This means that anyone proficient in Lightweight Skills must have exceptional leg skills.
However, Zhao Ya’s demonstration had clearly surpassed the category of Lightweight Skills.
Shangguan Jianmei had never seen anyone capable of disappearing without a wobble of shoulder or shake of body.
Could it be that this young man’s Lightweight Body Technique surpasses mine?
But how is this possible?
As Shangguan Jianmei pondered all this.
He Nandou seemed to perceive her thoughts and sighed quietly.
"Junior sister, if you’re willing to listen to senior brother’s advice, it’s best to abandon any thoughts of competing with Zhao Ya."
"Why?"
"Because, despite his youth, his strength is beyond our imagination, with potential astonishingly great, achieving unimaginable heights in the future."
Shangguan Jianmei remained silent for a long time and then raised her head to ask, "It seems senior brother holds this young man in high esteem?"
He Nandou smiled bitterly, "It’s not that I hold him in high esteem; I have no choice. Even our sect’s fundamental Celestial One Chessboard was solved by him. What can I do?"
"Oh? Is there such an event?"
The Celestial One Pavilion’s letter to the Purple Swallow Forest Pavilion was very brief and didn’t mention this.
Since arriving, no one brought it up, so Shangguan Jianmei didn’t know about it.
After He Nandou recounted the event, even someone as knowledgeable as Shangguan Jianmei couldn’t help but be amazed.
"So you’ve decided to bet on this young man, senior brother?" Shangguan Jianmei suddenly asked.
"Yes!" He Nandou didn’t hide it and admitted frankly, adding shortly after.
"As you probably know, recently the Celestial One Chessboard underwent a significant change. At that time, I and the elders pondered for a long time but could only vaguely sense a major change Beyond the World and sensed a great ominous sign."
"Besides that, I also vaguely sensed a sliver of hope, which now seems to rest on Zhao Ya."
"In the upcoming catastrophe, no one can stay out of it. Rather than sitting and waiting for doom, it’s better to make a decisive move; maybe there’s a chance for survival."
Hearing He Nandou’s words, Shangguan Jianmei’s expression turned solemn.
She always respected He Nandou.
Especially given his seemingly prophetic abilities, which had been consistently accurate.
Since he stated it so, Shangguan Jianmei naturally had no doubts.
"Hurry back and prepare; this action is no trivial matter, so utmost preparation is necessary to prevent any negligence," said He Nandou.
Shangguan Jianmei nodded and followed He Nandou off the rooftop.
Not mentioning the preparations by Celestial One Pavilion and Purple Swallow Forest Pavilion, let’s talk about Zhao Ya.
Even though he left Celestial One Pavilion only half an hour ago, Zhao Ya had already traveled two hundred miles away, moving ever faster.
If anyone had been present, they would have been astounded by Zhao Ya’s movements.
Because he wasn’t merely running; he was seemingly riding the wind.
With a gentle tip of his toe on the ground, he seemed to merge with the wind, flying at an extraordinary speed.
Moreover, this gliding would often last a half stick of incense time before needing another boost.
This method of travel is not only incredibly fast but also saves a lot of energy.
Zhao Ya could keep up this sprint for several days without rest.
So even though the Mechanical Sect is very far, Zhao Ya was confident of a return trip within a few days.
The reason for his visit was that the Mechanical Sect’s presence was indispensable for the upcoming matters.
To prevent message distortion, Zhao Ya chose to make this journey personally.
The journey was uneventful.
Despite the thousand-mile distance between Celestial One Pavilion and the Mechanical Sect, Zhao Ya reached the sect’s gates successfully in just two days at full speed.
The entrance to the Mechanical Sect had undergone significant changes.
On a flat ground, a small village had sprung up.
Although the village is small, it’s fully equipped, with taverns and teahouses, and even two tailor shops.
This village was established by Liu Yujiao and others from the moved Profound Fox Tribe.
Zhao Ya hadn’t expected that in just a year or two, Liu Yujiao and the others would not only adapt well to their surroundings but seemed to be thriving.
It seems the people of the Mechanical Sect are not as cold and reclusive as they appear.
Otherwise, these taverns and teahouses in the village wouldn’t thrive.
Zhao Ya initially intended to bypass the village and head inside to meet with the Mechanical Sect members.
But seeing someone caused him to change his mind.
He saw Liang Xin’an walking out of a tailor shop with a faint smile on his face.
"No need to see me off, Yujiao."
Liu Yujiao followed him out, smiling, "Senior Brother Liang, feel free to bring over any sewing or mending work. I might not have other skills, but I’m good with this."
"Alright, I’ll count on disturbing you then."
Saying this, Liang Xin’an suddenly seemed sheepish, taking out a small box from his chest, and stammered slightly.
"This is a set of sewing needles I’ve devised out of boredom recently!"
Liu Yujiao took it, opened it, and found a neat set of needles, gleaming and exquisitely crafted.
"Can they be used? If not, just discard them; they’re just little trinkets..." Liang Xin’an said somewhat awkwardly.
"Thank you!" Liu Yujiao abruptly interrupted Liang Xin’an, then lifted her head, speaking earnestly.
"These will be really useful to me. Thank you, senior brother."