Time passed steadily, and with it came the end of their planned route.
The journey that had once felt endless now approached its destination. The ship slowed gradually, its forward motion easing as Daoist Chu adjusted the arrays, bringing them to a controlled drift within the designated region marked by the jade slip.
Lin Mu opened his eyes.
For nearly two weeks, he had remained deeply immersed in his practice, refining his newfound gravity sense. The progress had been meaningful, yet he understood its nature well enough to recognize its limits.
"This will take years," he knew.
The sense he had awakened was vast in potential, but subtle in its development. Each improvement required patience, focus, and continuous exposure to gravitational variations. It was not something that could be mastered in a matter of days.
And now they were close.
Close enough that his attention needed to return to the present.
