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The more Sang Qingxiao thought about it, the more convinced she became. Just as she was about to push the door open for another look, a powerful aura burst forth, shattering the door into pieces.
With the emergence of this aura, the questions that had previously eluded her suddenly found answers. Half-Demon! Qilin Bloodline! The person before her actually emanated the aura of the Qilin Bloodline. Sang Qingxiao could hardly believe it—Qilin Bloodline! The face of Xuan Yin! Ha, is this the trump card of Wisdom Supreme? Where did he find such a person?
Or perhaps he had used dark magic to fuse the Qilin Bloodline into Xuan Yin's body. Sang Qingxiao felt a chill run down her spine; if her suspicions were true, and if Xuan Yin had experienced something even more brutal, Misha would surely collapse.
Sang Qingxiao hurried a few steps and glanced outside. Qi Xiaomian's subordinates had indeed taken action, thus saving everyone present. After causing such a commotion, the person seemed to realize the trouble they were in and chose to retreat instead of lingering; they had vanished without a trace.
In the dead of night, Sang Qingxiao summoned Old Vine, who appeared visibly displeased.
"Quickly! That person has the face of Xuan Yin!"
Upon hearing this, Old Vine understood the gravity of the situation and exerted all his effort to contact various Little Demons to quickly ascertain the direction in which that person was heading. They were likely still in the nearby deep mountains, probably not yet at their agreed meeting time.
The group hurried after them, with Old Vine burrowing through the earth at an even faster pace, relaying messages as needed.
"I can't believe it! It really is Xuan Yin's face! Sang Qingxiao, why didn't you tell me he had Qilin Bloodline? I almost revealed myself to greet him!"
Sang Qingxiao knew him well; with his evasive nature, how could he act so recklessly? He must be hiding somewhere, spying.
"No! I've distanced myself so far, yet he still noticed me! His perception of demons is incredibly sharp. Xiaoxiao, this Half-Demon is no ordinary foe; you need to be careful. I've given you my position; I'm pulling back!"
Even as Old Vine retreated, he could still communicate with nearby Little Demons to keep track of that person's movements, though not with the same precision as when he was on-site.
Sang Qingxiao instructed Old Vine not to inform Misha just yet and to guard the Small Tavern, ensuring that Wisdom Supreme did not approach him.
That person sensed that there were eyes following him from time to time and after several attempts to shake them off without success, he finally stopped.
When Sang Qingxiao and her companion arrived, they no longer hid their presence but revealed their true identities and confronted him directly.
"Who are you? Why are you following me?"
"You don't recognize me?"
"Isn't that Xuan Yin? I've seen her before."
Do I need to get to know you?
Then, do you know Misha?
Misha? Of course, the traitor from Puzhao Temple. He is the one my master hates the most; he grits his teeth every time he mentions him.
Master! Your master is Wisdom Supreme?
The person nodded. My master is the strongest in the world of Buddha Cultivation!
Oh, so Wisdom Supreme is this confident behind closed doors? Sang Qingxiao continued to ask. What about you?
My master said, I am Xuan Yin.
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