Ren Feifan knew well that he was already half an hour late compared to the agreed time and could delay no longer, hence without any further ado, he approached the Saint Doctor's Gate disciples in the courtyard and issued his command, preparing to depart.
Sect Master Xiaoting of Qinglanzong also generously gifted Ren Feifan over a dozen mounts, exactly one for each person, which excited those disciples from Saint Doctor's Gate who had never seen much of the world.
Who wouldn't wish for a mount of their own?
Ren Feifan glanced at Xiaoting in the distance and nodded symbolically, then he leaped atop a giant tiger, leading the grand procession of the Saint Doctor's Gate disciples towards Sacred Medical Peak.
As for Qinglanzong's courtesy, he could only silently acknowledge it and repay it when the opportunity arose.
Sacred Medical Peak was about two hundred miles north of Wuliang Mountain, a considerable distance, but with mounts, one could arrive in just a few hours.
