However, the other party hadn’t really made a move all this journey, just what were they planning?
Could it be that his combat power was insufficient, or were there others ahead preparing an ambush?
Countless questions flashed by, Zhou Qing felt his throat dry.
Too careless, extremely careless!
But what if he guessed wrong?
Zhou Qing’s mind was in turmoil, but soon his gaze became resolute.
Now, there was still one slot left for the Talent Skill [Heart Mirror Vision], originally reserved for a suspected contact with Elder Gao Xuan.
For now, better focus on the immediate situation.
"Bind him!" Zhou Qing shouted inwardly while staring at Niu Guangmo in front of him.
Soon, the [???] on top of Niu Guangmo’s head turned golden at a visible speed.
At the moment he saw the note about the explanation, Zhou Qing’s pupils shrank instantly, and he even rubbed his eyes to look closely.
[Troublesome Disciple!]
Gulp, Zhou Qing couldn’t help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
At this moment, Zhou Qing finally understood why Master told them that this journey would be safe, encouraging them to travel without worry, and that the other side wouldn’t make a move.
Why he didn’t come to see them off before they departed.
And why the True Disciple Niu Guangmo happened to have his face injured the day before departure, still not healed by now.
And the reason for the third senior brother’s two slaps on the opponent’s neck, his tightly clenched fists.
Because the person in front of him was Master Mo Xingjian.
He probably couldn’t change his appearance as easily as Second Elder and was unlikely to disguise or follow them lest he be noticed. So, he simply kept his face swollen to confuse their senses.
At this moment, Niu Guangmo also seemed to notice the trace of shock in Zhou Qing’s eyes, especially when he looked at Zhou Qing, this guy even shuddered, and there was a hint of respect in his eyes.
Instantly, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth and nodded towards Zhou Qing.
Zhou Qing’s face twitched, just when he was about to pretend that he didn’t know anything, a voice transmission came in.
"Looks like you found out, huh? I knew I couldn’t hide it from your nose. All that preparation wasted. Tell me, what do I smell like?"
Mo Xingjian’s voice echoed in Zhou Qing’s ears.
Zhou Qing forced a smile and followed the sound transmission: "A strong, vigorous man’s scent, imposing, domineering, and kind!"
"Heh, don’t tell your third senior brother. I see he calls me Old Mo quite smoothly. I want to see how he’s really cursing me behind my back!"
Suddenly, Mo Xingjian warned.
Zhou Qing nodded repeatedly: "Sure, Master. I understand your concerns. Your identity is known only to heaven, earth, you, and me. Too many people knowing might expose you with even a hint of reverence from us."
Mo Xingjian nodded at this.
"Third brother, let him go! He is... ouch!"
Zhou Qing suddenly felt a sharp pain in his mind, immediately squatting down and hitting his head in pain.
"Zhou senior brother, what’s wrong?"
"Fourth elder, are you okay?"
The previously laughing and chatting people suddenly saw Zhou Qing squat down, hastily coming over to inquire.
Lu Yaoyao and Yan Xiaohu were particularly anxious.
Niu Guangmo pretended to join everyone in gathering around, yet another voice transmission entered Zhou Qing’s ear.
"Don’t think about transmitting to him. Before me, any Divine Sense fluctuation cannot escape my perception. Next time if you remind again, you’ll have a crippled leg for a month, or perhaps I’ll use some other unfathomable methods!"
Hearing Mo Xingjian’s voice, Zhou Qing sighed helplessly.
Third senior brother, good luck, junior brother can’t help you much.
After all, better a distant friend’s death than death close to home!
Then, he slightly raised his head, looking at the gathering crowd, forced out a slight smile, and said: "It’s nothing major, just suddenly feeling my foot gone numb. Moving around should be fine."
The crowd, hearing this, finally let out a slight breath of relief.
Lu Yaoyao asked doubtfully: "Why do you rub your head if your foot’s numb?"
I like it, do you have a problem!
Once it was confirmed Zhou Qing was okay, Yan Xiaohu turned to Niu Guangmo and said: "Old Niu, find a clean room and make the bed for your junior sister first."
Seeing this, Zhou Qing felt his heart skip a beat.
Niu Guangmo also froze, then quickly wrote a line of tiny words in the air with spiritual power: [I am sick, aren’t you supposed to take care of me].
Yan Xiaohu said: "I am taking care of you right now. Moving more might cure the bee venom. Hurry up, I’ve let you rest for two days. Now you even dare to question your Brother Yan’s orders."
After speaking, Yan Xiaohu kicked Niu Guangmo’s butt: "Quickly, go."
Zhou Qing felt a shudder all over.
Now he seemed to foresee that someday in the future, Master would repay all the humiliation he suffered today a hundredfold or thousandfold on third senior brother.
"How about I go!" Zhou Qing quickly offered.
Yan Xiaohu waved his hand: "No need, let him go."
Watching their Master leave with a disgruntled face, Zhou Qing sighed helplessly.
Hoping this time they could contact second senior sister, otherwise third senior brother was in grave danger.
The next day, after a simple breakfast, the group pressed on hurriedly towards Cyan Wood City.
Finally, after another ten days, a cold city started to appear in front of everyone.
Although its scale couldn’t compare to Flame Dragon City at the foot of Taiqing Sect, it had its unique charm.
The city walls of the entire Cyan Wood City were built of massive cyan stones, and whether inside the city or outside, greenery was everywhere, making people feel delighted.