"How did you discover ?"
On the way to West Flow Mountain, the woman from the True Essence Sect seed rather helpless as she drove the car while the leisurely Ye Fei sat in the passenger seat.
Over the past few days, after leaving Grey Valley County, the woman had tried countless thods to escape, even deploying the rather ridiculous "bathroom escape" trick.
But wherever she fled, Ye Fei would inexplicably show up ahead of her, as though he had so prophetic insight. Eventually, she resigned herself to her fate, no longer fleeing and instead simply focused on driving properly.
Ye Fei glanced at her deanor and couldn’t help but chuckle faintly.
Magic Users are just Magic Users—only adept at employing so Cultivator techniques but clueless about connecting with the heavens and earth or the subtleties of Divine Sense!
Though Ye Fei was a Cultivation Demon, his Divine Sense was as sharp as a Cultivator’s.
Once he locked onto her, no matter where she ran, she could never escape his grasp.
Naturally, Ye Fei didn’t bother to explain any of this to her.
The woman caught Ye Fei laughing without answering her, gripping the steering wheel so tightly that it creaked audibly in frustration.
"Just you wait! The Sect Leader and Elder Yan won’t let you off!" the woman muttered under her breath.
Although Ye Fei gave her an unfathomable feeling, she’d grown up in the True Essence Sect and harbored a blind reverence for it.
Moreover, she knew that this ti, the True Essence Sect had assembled not only their own Magic Users but also invited nurous Martial Arts experts to deal with Ye Fei.
In her view, Ye Fei’s journey was bound to be fraught with peril!
Yet Ye Fei simply laughed and said, "I hope your True Essence Sect is truly as formidable as you say. That way, when I get there, I won’t leave empty-handed. After all, the stronger they are, the richer they tend to be, don’t they, Su Miaoling?"
"Don’t... don’t call by my na, you devil!" the woman—Su Miaoling—imdiately snorted coldly.
Seeing her reaction, Ye Fei shrugged and chose not to respond further.
No one knew how long they’d been driving when Ye Fei, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly felt the car slowing down. His eyes imdiately snapped open, and he asked, "We’re there?"
"Not even close!" Su Miaoling replied irritably.
"Then why are we stopping?" Ye Fei asked curiously.
"Can’t you see for yourself?"
Su Miaoling retorted, pushing the door open and stepping out of the car.
Ye Fei followed suit and quickly understood her aning.
Stretching out before them was a rugged mountain road; the terrain had grown so steep that the car could no longer proceed.
"Is the True Essence Sect at the end of this mountain trail? Quite a remote location," Ye Fei remarked, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"Hmph! My True Essence Sect is a renowned and prestigious haven for Magic Users. Every year, countless people long to join but find themselves unable to locate the sect. The fact that you’re privileged enough to witness our gates is already an extraordinary honor!" Su Miaoling snorted coldly.
"Pity I’m not here to apprentice—I’m here to collect debts!"
Ye Fei replied with a faint grin, nearly causing Su Miaoling to faint from indignation.
"Ye Fei?"
Just then, a harmonious voice rang out from behind them.
Ye Fei turned his head to look.
A luxurious convoy appeared, led by an enigmatic sports car that clearly cost a fortune!
Behind the sports car trailed a long string of vehicles—all Humrs, without exception.
A man and a woman stepped out of the sports car, and it was the woman who had called out Ye Fei’s na.
Hee Ziqi!
At a glance, Ye Fei recognized the woman’s face.
Hee Ziqi was the best friend of ng Ying, the woman who had marked the turning point in Ye Fei’s life. He rembered her family was based in Yinhua City in Zhe Province and rivaled Binjiang’s Li Family in influence.
Back then, aside from Wu Xia, Hee Ziqi was the person who looked down on Ye Fei the most. She had even openly told him that he was destined to live a life of poverty, or at best, would end up relying on a woman for his livelihood!
To think that, after so many years, they’d cross paths here.
Ye Fei stood silently, recalling mories of the past.
Hee Ziqi frowned and walked forward, her tone growing sharp, "It really is you! What’s the matter? Didn’t you hear calling you? Or do you not recognize anymore?"
"Is there sothing you need?" Ye Fei asked indifferently.
"Need? Oh, I absolutely do!"
Hee Ziqi snorted coldly before continuing, "I want to know—where’s ng Ying? And who is she?"
While asking, Hee Ziqi scrutinized Su Miaoling as if conducting an interrogation.
But upon seeing Su Miaoling’s stunning looks and the expensive car nearby, Hee Ziqi instantly showed disdain.
"Looks like I wasn’t wrong after all. Hey! You, woman, have so self-respect. Where’s your sense of taste? Wasting money on a man like this?" Hee Ziqi sneered at Su Miaoling.
Lack of taste?
Su Miaoling was montarily taken aback but quickly grasped Hee Ziqi’s insinuation!
Hee Ziqi thought Ye Fei was her *kept young man*!
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Su Miaoling burst out angrily.
Who was she?
She was the True Essence Sect’s favored prodigy—a dignified Magic User!
And yet Hee Ziqi dared to suggest she was financially supporting a *kept young man*?
No matter if the target was Ye Fei, Su Miaoling would not tolerate such an insult.
Hee Ziqi, a privileged young woman herself, replied dismissively, "Oh, is it not the case? If you’re bold enough to do it, you should be bold enough to let others talk about it..."
"Ziqi! What’s going on here?"
Before Hee Ziqi could finish, the man who’d accompanied her stepped forward and asked.
"Nothing, cousin! Just running into an acquaintance who’s, um, financially supported by soone," Hee Ziqi said with a smirk.
"Stop this nonsense!"
The man scolded Hee Ziqi sharply, then turned to Ye Fei and Su Miaoling, smiling politely. "Greetings, I’m Hee Yuanliang. My cousin was raised rather spoiled; I hope you won’t hold this against her!"
"No problem!"
Ye Fei waved it off with a smile. At his current level, trivial provocations from people like Hee Ziqi hardly mattered.
Su Miaoling, seeing that Ye Fei didn’t intend to pursue the matter, let out a cold snort and declared, "Next ti you falsely accuse , I won’t let it slide! And for the record, I have nothing to do with him—rember that!"
"You..." Hee Ziqi’s face flushed with anger.
But Hee Yuanliang chuckled upon hearing Su Miaoling’s words.
After all, from the mont he stepped out of the car, he’d already found himself captivated by Su Miaoling’s extraordinary beauty and the unique aura of a Magic User.
Thus, upon learning she had no ties to Ye Fei, he felt a surge of delight and imdiately asked, "Are the two of you heading up to West Flow Mountain together?"
"Correct," Ye Fei nodded slightly.
He could easily deduce that Hee Yuanliang and Hee Ziqi shared the sa destination as Su Miaoling had earlier described—West Flow Mountain.
Moreover, Ye Fei had just used Divine Sense to scan the area, confirming that apart from the expansive True Essence Sect, there were no scenic spots or settlents in this mountainous region.
Which ant that Hee Yuanliang and Hee Ziqi were likely heading to the True Essence Sect as well—possibly to seek apprenticeship, just as Su Miaoling had suggested.
Sure enough, Hee Yuanliang smiled and said, "It seems our objectives align. Perhaps we could travel together and exchange information along the way?"
"Agreed," Ye Fei replied with a faint smile.
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