NOVPUBThinking to himself.
Master Duan, however, called out to everyone,
"Let’s go, my friends, we can chat more later. Let’s hurry and get past this area to avoid running into the Thief Cultivators from the Three Continents!"
Master Duan’s words immediately sent a chill through the crowd, and they all hurriedly followed suit.
When they counted the number of people, they found that two were missing.
But nobody cared whether those two missing people were alive or dead.
Only Wang Yi’an couldn’t help but sweep his Spiritual Sense around the area.
And in the jungle, he ’saw’ two cultivator corpses that had been completely stripped of their belongings.
"Put away your Magic Tool already!"
The old man with a hemp face and a long beard said in a heavy tone through spiritual transmission.
Wang Yi’an’s heart skipped a beat when he detected the purposeful and inadvertent glances from some cultivators around him. He sensed an uncomfortable feeling of being watched and quickly put away the two Class III Magic Tools.
"I really don’t know what your master was thinking, letting you out into the world without understanding anything."
The old man with a hemp face and a long beard muttered softly as he flew past.
Wang Yi’an was slightly moved and hurriedly followed.
Seeing this, the elder couldn’t help but give another piece of advice,
"You’re a Foundation Establishment Cultivator with two Class III Magic Tools that seem to be of quite extraordinary quality. Isn’t that just like a child walking through the market clutching gold?"
"If our Treasure-hunting Team doesn’t find anything, who’s to say we won’t start hunting for something else!"
Wang Yi’an suddenly realized the gravity of the situation.
He had never paid attention to this because in his Sect, although Class III Magic Tools were not abundant, they also weren’t rare.
And neither his parents nor his master had ever mentioned the value of Magic Tools to him.
So, he had never thought that what to him seemed quite common would appear to these Rogue Cultivators as something quite rare.
Thinking this, he nodded gratefully to the elder and transmitted his thanks,
"Thank you, Mao,"
After some thought, recalling his father’s usual practices, he decided to act, withdrawing a Class III Spirit Chicken Essence from his Storage Treasure and handing it to the hemp-faced, long-bearded old man.
The elder didn’t know what it was, but seeing the ordinary-looking white porcelain bottle, he knew it wasn’t anything valuable and repeatedly declined.
"Just open it and see,"
Wang Yi’an whispered.
The elder, dubious yet curious, uncorked the bottle while flying.
Suddenly, a rich Spiritual Energy burst forth, assaulting his nostrils!
The elder’s expression changed:
"What treasure is this?!"
He quickly recapped the bottle before Wang Yi’an could even clearly see his action, and the white porcelain bottle was swiftly stored away in his Storage Treasure.
The elder’s complexion shifted, and soon, he forced a warm smile,
"Wang, Wang my friend, I consider our friendship set!"
Feeling the change in the elder’s attitude, Wang Yi’an couldn’t help but smile too.
"Dad’s trick really works wonders!"
The two of them sped up and followed the team towards the southwest direction.
In the distance, they could already detect the salty scent of the sea.
...
Fengyu Mountain.
"I never thought that after my nephew’s promotion to the Earth Material Hall Master, he’d personally come here,"
Shen Ying, clothed in a flowing water-like robe and possessing a gentle demeanor from West Sea Country South, smiled as he looked at the young cultivator in front of him.
The young cultivator, feeling slightly embarrassed, responded,
"Uncle Master, it’s indeed a shame. I’m here because of my unworthy offspring."
"Oh? What’s the matter?"
Shen Ying was a bit surprised.
Having defended the West Sea Country for many years, he had never seen the other’s offspring before.
The young cultivator was Wang Ba. On hearing the question, he didn’t dare to conceal anything:
"My child was cultivating under Elder Xumi of Xinjian Peak, alongside Senior Brother Zhao Feng. He’s only at the Foundation Establishment level. Not long ago, I heard that Senior Brother Zhao had slain Thief Cultivators from the Three Continents and broke through in the midst of battle, overwhelmed with zeal, my child sneaked away from us, and made his way to West Sea Country via Qin’s Teleportation Array... I had no other choice but to report to both Earth Material Hall and Rende Hall before coming here."
Shen Ying realized the situation and nodded,
"This is as it should be since the current situation in West Sea Country is fraught with danger and it is extremely difficult for those below the Golden Core to survive... But even though West Sea Country isn’t big, with the situation so chaotic, nephew, how do you plan to search for him?"
Wang Ba heard the implied meaning in his words and hurriedly bowed, "Please enlighten me, Uncle Master." 𝓃𝓸𝓋𝓹𝓾𝓫.𝒸ℴ𝓶
"Oh, not at all,"
Shen Ying promptly stopped him, saying with a smile, "You are the Earth Material Hall Master and, according to Sect rankings, hold a position above a Guardian."
Wang Ba nevertheless shook his head,
"Here, there is only Wang Ba; where is the Hall Master?"
Shen Ying couldn’t help but chuckle, then seriously suggested,
"Since he came from Qin’s Teleportation Array, the scope of the area is greatly reduced. With the mobility of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, he can only be in that area."
"And he came because of Zhao Feng, who is currently in Juhai City, so it stands to reason that he would head north."
"North?"
Wang Ba furrowed his brows in thought.
"Indeed, so how about this: Elder Xumi is planning to launch a clean-up campaign against the Three Continents’ forces near the southern Eightfold Sea in a couple of days, and I, too, need to head out for inspection. I’ll ask everyone to keep an eye out for you, and you can start by investigating the area around Juhai City in the north,"
suggested Shen Ying.
Grateful, Wang Ba responded, "Then I must thank Uncle Master."
With that, he produced a portrait of Wang Yi’an and handed it to Shen Ying.
"He does indeed resemble my nephew quite a bit."
Looking seriously at the portrait, Shen Ying felt a trace of emotion.
He then reassured him,
"Nephew, don’t worry too much. This child doesn’t look like one who will meet an early demise... We will also tell everyone to keep an eye out."
