Junior Brother Wu feared Han Zuocheng might suspect him of having ulterior motives and dared not take the shaded forest path, so he only walked along the main thoroughfare.
Han Zuocheng was initially sowhat restless, but seeing his leisurely deanor and the continuous flow of carriages and horses along the way, he inwardly mocked himself for overthinking.
"I am a cultivator of the Xuann; I do not fear demons and ghosts. What could happen over dozens of miles?"
The two chatted and laughed, unknowingly covering more than twenty miles. Junior Brother Wu muttered, "Why hasn’t the grandmaster made a move yet?"
Helpless, he had no choice but to continue the act.
At this mont, Wang Caiwei was rapidly pursuing them along the direction they traveled, riding on the Xuan Guang.
Just now in the town, she sensed an inexplicable aura, not like the vast uprightness of Xuann disciples, but deep, dark, and exceedingly obscure.
Though having never encountered Demon Sect disciples, she sensed sothing was amiss, and her heart was anxious. If anything happened to the little junior brother, how could she explain it to their teacher?
She studied under the Chongyue True Temple, practicing the Leaving Origin Yin-Yang Flying Saber, aided by the Yin Slaughter Saber True Spirit, following the most orthodox path, able to transform qi into blades without using Ren Gui Water Essence. She had long desired to test her skills.
Besides, she also wielded a True Artifact, brimming with confidence, believing she could slay even Demon Sect Practitioners if necessary.
Not far along, she suddenly spotted two figures walking side by side on the road, one of them being the little junior brother Han Zuocheng. Seeing him unhard, she was relieved and hurried to catch up, dropping her tunneling light in front of them, blocking their path, and scolding, "Little junior brother, why did you co here without saying a word, causing Sister to search for so long? Just now, the teacher sent a Flying Book; we must go see him at once. Hurry and follow back."
Han Zuocheng was sowhat guilty seeing Wang Caiwei find him suddenly, and upon hearing it was Zhang Yan summoning him, he dared not refuse, apologizing to Junior Brother Wu, "Junior brother, the master has summoned . I must go imdiately, farewell."
The Wu surna knew well the importance of a teacher’s order. Even being Han Zuocheng’s biological father wouldn’t hold him; he forced a smile and said, "Go ahead, senior brother. Next ti, when there is ti, we will discuss the Dao over wine."
Wang Caiwei didn’t look at Junior Brother Wu, simply saying, "Little junior brother, I’ll carry you with the Xuan Guang; make sure to stand firmly."
Han Zuocheng had asked Wang Caiwei several tis before to experience the sensation of flying and escaping, but was repeatedly refused. Now hearing that Sister was willing to take him, he was excited and nodded eagerly.
Wang Caiwei lightly scolded, and a clear light like water descended from her crown, flowing like a small stream to their feet.
Han Zuocheng’s eyes shone as he jumped up, feeling like he was stepping on soft water, a buoyancy barely holding him up. Although his lower leg sank halfway, he didn’t sink further, hovering more than three feet off the ground, growing very excited.
Wang Caiwei hesitated slightly, then produced a silk ribbon, holding one end in her hand and tossing the other to Han Zuocheng, instructing, "Little junior brother, the wind is strong up there; hold tight. If you fall, Sister won’t be able to save you."
Han Zuocheng agreed repeatedly.
Wang Caiwei executed a spell, the Xuan Guang rising like mist, instantly flying into the air, carrying the two back toward the mountain gate.
Helian Wei had actually been hiding in the clouds all along, having sensed Wang Caiwei’s pursuit beforehand. Unsure of her intentions, he thought deeply and decided to wait and observe.
However, after their conversation, he imdiately recognized that this woman was also Zhang Yan’s disciple and a Xuan Guang Realm Cultivator, even more valuable than Han Zuocheng, worthy of his risk in striking. With a loud laugh, he erged from the clouds, blocking their path and shouted, "You two young fellow Daoists, leave behind for ."
Wang Caiwei was taken aback, seeing him riding the smoke, filled with demonic qi, instantly realizing that this Demon Dao cultivator was of Hua Dan Cultivation, her expression turned serious as she said in a deep voice, "Little junior brother, quick, go! Sister will handle this person!"
She decisively pushed her hand, a split of Xuan Guang wrapping Han Zuocheng flying toward the mountain gate, then focused to confront the enemy.
Helian Wei dismissed it, originally targeting Wang Caiwei, viewing Han Zuocheng as insignificant.
He chuckled evilly, casually extending his hand to grab, summoning a fierce black qi that whistled down.
Wang Caiwei thought to herself, "Sister Yin, assist !"
With intent surging, her water sleeve suddenly raised, sweeping toward Helian Wei, instantly a majestic sword light of unparalleled ferocity rose, breaking through the atmosphere, straight for the heavens!
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