After separating, Sui Yi led Shi Feixuan and the others towards the right-wing Black Tower.
Inside the Black Tower, there were people moving around wearing large black robes everywhere. Most of them either had painted markings on their faces or wore masks, making it seem easy for soone to sneak in. But this was not the case; these people carried a certain scent on their bodies... It was a potion soaked into every subordinate within Snow God Mountain, emitting a distinctive sll to distinguish outsiders.
This was sothing Shi Feixuan told Sui Yi. Before, the two of them accidentally learned this secret of Snow God Mountain from a group that ca down the mountain to capture them. Later, they followed them into Snow God Mountain, joined forces, and murdered a small leader, obtaining a small bottle of this special potion from him. They used it, and now there is still so left over.
The effect of this potion is ti-sensitive; it evaporates completely every three days. Before coming here, Shi Feixuan and Natasha each divided the remnants in half, which should be enough for both groups now.
At this mont, Sui Yi and the others, clad in large black robes and wearing masks, arrived at the entrance of the Black Tower.
"Stop."
The guard blocked them, as was customary, sniffing the scent in front of them...
The first one sniffed was Sui Yi, but when he got to the last one, he hadn’t finished with Sui Yi yet.
He nearly pressed his head against Sui Yi’s neck.
Shi Feixuan and the others forcibly suppressed their killing intent, looking expressionless.
Sui Yi seed indifferent.
"Damn! Kid, why haven’t you finished sniffing? Is your nose broken?"
A taller person grabbed the guard. The guard sheepishly laughed, rubbing his nose: "I just think her scent is really pleasant... I bet she’s a beauty..."
This made Fu Qian and the others secretly smirk within, thinking this dog’s sense of sll was quite sharp.
But the guard was recklessly bold, reaching to grab Sui Yi’s mask...
"This is a newly recruited Divine Servant ant for Shadowless to et; are you sure you want to waste ti here?" Shi Feixuan’s icy tone made the guard’s hand tremble, his face changing drastically, as the nearby guards quickly let them pass.
"Apologies, apologies, my lord, please don’t..."
Shi Feixuan coldly smiled, glancing at them, and snorted: "It will depend on how you perform."
After speaking, she led the way forward, and Sui Yi and the others followed...
Entering the densely populated Black Tower settlent, Fu Qian and the others were amazed. They hadn’t expected Shi Feixuan to be so convincing in her disguise, so different from the fairy-like deanor she usually had. Perhaps this was one of the essential skills for a successor of Cihang Calming Studio.
After entering the Black Tower, the group went directly to a remote, deserted alley.
Shi Feixuan pointed to the towering black tower above and said: "The person I just ntioned, Shadowless, is a higher-ranked leader than Wu Gen, belonging to the group second only to the Master of Snow God Mountain. Moreover, this person is cruel and venomous, with a taste for brains and flesh, especially those of beautiful won. He gets upset and kills subordinates to eat them, which terrifies everyone. Natasha and I narrowly avoided him when we first infiltrated the Black Tower. He is... very troubleso, overseeing the Black Tower area, holding significant power. If we encounter him, we must be extrely cautious."
The information brought by Shi Feixuan and Natasha was always reliable, and the people present kept it in mind as they moved towards the Black Tower.
To go up, they must pass the Black Tower’s scrutiny, either by forced violence or... cleverness!
As everyone pondered how to cleverly pass through the Black Tower.
Sui Yi suddenly said: "Wait for here for fifteen minutes."
Huh?
Everyone was surprised, but they were accustod to Sui Yi’s elusive style, so they agreed without asking questions.
As soon as they nodded, Sui Yi disappeared.
Everyone fell silent because Shi Feixuan, usually quiet and cold, only seed lively when speaking to soone particular. She doesn’t like to talk much...
Adding to this was the presence of Wu Xie, whose deanor could instantly make the atmosphere overwhelmingly solemn. Even though Fu Qian and the others were good talkers, they chose silence. Fortunately, as martial artists, patience is essential.
Mo Ka looked around at these people, internally restless because he was concerned about Hell’s Wan Ge, yet unable to express it, making this silence sowhat unbearable...
"Hey, who are you in the Central Plains? How co I’ve never heard of you before?"
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