"Do you think there's something up on that cliff?"
Min Yi looked up toward the cliff shrouded in mist, but it was too high, and all he could see was the sheer rock face.
"This cliff..."
Qian Yizheng's eyes flickered. It wasn't impossible.
"Big Brother Min Yi, you stay down here with Nuonuo and the others, while Little Rong and I go up and take a look."
"G-go up?"
Min Yi was stunned by his words.
Although they were all cultivators, climbing such a high cliff was still somewhat difficult. The closer they got to the cliff, the stronger the pressure became; he could feel it quite clearly.
Presumably, Qian Yizheng and the others felt it too. If the pressure increased, they might fall.
"How about I go up instead?" he suggested.
After all, he was an adult with sturdy bones; even if he fell, he wouldn't die.
