Riding a sword through the waves, galloping within the lake. Though the speed was fast, one had to be constantly alert to the risk of capsizing. Li Xian occasionally took out a compass to observe, steering eastward. The lake's weather was strange, sometimes cold as bone, sometimes with blazing sunshine.
Suddenly crashing into a lotus pond, the lotuses were towering inside, their petals half a person's width. Li Xian sheathed his sword and leaped, landing in the heart of a lotus, and with a strong push, the lotus didn't sink.
Li Xian was overjoyed, using his sword to cut the lotus vines, using the lotus as a boat, leisurely drifting through the pond. In the lotus pod were several dozen lotus seeds, roughly the size of a fist. Li Xian feared they might be poisonous, but his curiosity got the better of him. Remembering his Pure Yang Body and perfect constitution with strong poison resistance, he opened the lotus husk and tasted a bit.
