What? Father has already broken through to the Spirit Communication realm?
Ye Qiu was deeply shocked upon hearing this. He had not expected Father to step into the Spirit Communication realm so quickly.
For him, this was good news.
The stronger Father’s strength, the slimmer the chances of the Yin-Yang Sect succeeding.
“However…”
Cao Xiaozhong’s tone shifted as he said, “Although Ye Wushuang escaped, he also suffered severe injuries.”
“Who did it?” Ye Qiu asked.
Cao Xiaozhong said, “It was the combined efforts of Holy Son Tang Ye and the City Lord.”
Killing intent surged in Ye Qiu’s heart like raging waves. He instantly passed judgment on the two.
Tang Ye, City Lord of Desperate Fate City…
Your time of death is near.
“Is Ye Wushuang still in Desperate Fate City?” Ye Qiu asked.
“Unclear. We have been searching for his whereabouts all along. Up to now, we have not found him.” Cao Xiaozhong said, “This Ye Wushuang is truly too cunning.”
“Indeed cunning. Hmph. When this holy son meets him, I will certainly make him suffer.” Ye Qiu echoed, then asked, “Where is Tang Ye?”
Cao Xiaozhong said, “Holy Son Tang Ye is recuperating in the City Lord’s Mansion. The City Lord is protecting him.”
“Has Senior Brother Song Que arrived?” Ye Qiu asked.
Cao Xiaozhong looked puzzled and asked, “Holy Son, how did you know the divine son is coming to Desperate Fate City?”
Ye Qiu produced Yun Jie’s messaging jade slip.
Cao Xiaozhong suddenly understood and said, “So it was Holy Son Tang Ye who notified you to rendezvous in Desperate Fate City. Reporting to the Holy Son, Divine Son Song Que will arrive at the hai hour.”
“To welcome the divine son’s arrival, the City Lord is hosting a grand banquet in the City Lord’s Mansion tonight.”
“At that time, all the guards of Desperate Fate City will head to the City Lord’s Mansion to behold the divine son’s elegance.”
“Thank you for the information. I will enter the city now.” Ye Qiu finished speaking and prepared to proceed.
“Hold on, Holy Son!” Cao Xiaozhong said, “Holy Son, this is your first visit to Desperate Fate City. You may be unfamiliar with the place. Allow this subordinate to escort you to the City Lord’s Mansion!”
“No need.” Ye Qiu refused directly and said, “Since Senior Brother Song Que has not arrived yet, I will stroll around the city in the meantime. Who knows, I might discover traces of Ye Wushuang.”
“Commander Cao, continue guarding the gate!”
“Remember, strictly interrogate everyone entering or leaving to prevent Ye Wushuang from slipping away in the chaos.”
“Yes!” Cao Xiaozhong continued, “However…”
“However what?” Ye Qiu asked.
“This subordinate has a conjecture. I am unsure if I should voice it.” Cao Xiaozhong appeared hesitant.
“Speak.” Ye Qiu’s tone left no room for doubt.
Only then did Cao Xiaozhong say, “This subordinate suspects Ye Wushuang may have already left Desperate Fate City. Otherwise, with tens of thousands of guards from the City Lord’s Mansion mobilised collectively, it would be impossible not to find his hiding place.”
Ye Qiu’s face turned icy as he said, “Rest assured. Even if Ye Wushuang has escaped Desperate Fate City, he is on a path to death. No matter if he flees to the ends of the earth, we will find him.”
Cao Xiaozhong dared not say more and simply replied, “The Holy Son speaks truly. Anyone who opposes the Yin-Yang Sect meets no good end.”
“Enough. Carry on with your duties. I am entering.” Ye Qiu finished speaking and swaggered through the city gate.
Only after his figure vanished did the patrolling guards breathe a sigh of relief. They whispered among themselves.
“I never expected he was Holy Son Yun Jie!”
“Strange. Holy Son Yun Jie seems somewhat different from the legends.”
“Is it not said that Holy Son Yun Jie is courteous and kind to others? Why did he kill at the slightest provocation?”
“Also, is Holy Son Yun Jie not at peak Nascent Soul? How is he now at peak Cave Heaven?”
“…” Cao Xiaozhong overheard the guards’ discussion, frowned slightly, then barked at them, “Silence!”
“Do not gossip about the holy son behind his back. Beware of inviting disaster.”
“Holy Son Yun Jie killed because he was offended. If you were the holy son and someone spoke to you that way, could you tolerate it?”
“Moreover, Holy Son Yun Jie’s cultivation is certainly peak Nascent Soul. Otherwise, he could not have instantly slain an early Nascent Soul guard so easily.”
At this point, Cao Xiaozhong walked to the guard Ye Qiu had killed, examined the wound closely. One strike, fatal and merciless. Then he instructed the guards, “Clean this up.”
“Remember in future, adopt a better attitude when interrogating. Avoid offending those you cannot afford to provoke and inviting death upon yourselves.”
“Yes!” the guards replied in unison.
…
Upon entering Desperate Fate City, Ye Qiu observed quietly.
He found the city vast, with particularly wide streets lined on both sides by inns and restaurants, presenting a scene of prosperity.
However, pedestrians on the streets were few. Even those present hurried along.
Soon, he spotted the Long-Browed Daoist and Elder Niu.
The Long-Browed Daoist had changed his appearance, now resembling an ethereal old immortal, holding a whisk and exuding an air of transcendent grace.
Elder Niu remained burly, like a thug.
The two waited at a street corner.
“Master.” Elder Niu waved to Ye Qiu and called out loudly.
“Brother Dali, no need to shout so loudly. The little brat has seen us.” the Long-Browed Daoist reminded.
Elder Niu scratched his head and said, “Daoist, if you call me brother, does that not make you my master’s junior?”
“Junior my foot.” the Long-Browed Daoist said, “We each keep to our own.”
“Oh.” Elder Niu gave an oh.
Ye Qiu quickly approached the two. Before he could speak, the Long-Browed Daoist said, “Little brat, this poor Daoist has uncovered some information.”
“Tonight at the hai hour, the Yin-Yang Sect’s divine son Song Que will arrive in Desperate Fate City. The City Lord’s Mansion is preparing a banquet to welcome Song Que.”
“For this reason, the City Lord’s Mansion has ordered that residents not wander freely. Even for purchases, they must return home promptly.”
Ye Qiu said, “No wonder the pedestrians on the street look so hurried. So that is why.”
“Little brat, what information did you gather?” the Long-Browed Daoist asked.
Ye Qiu said, “One piece of good news and one bad.”
“The bad news is my father is severely injured.”
“The good news is my father has broken through to the Spirit Communication realm. It is highly likely he has already escaped from Desperate Fate City.”
The Long-Browed Daoist exclaimed in surprise, “Wushuang’s cultivation has advanced even faster than yours. Could he have encountered some extraordinary opportunity?”
“You father and son pair are truly each more monstrous than the other.”
“Worthy of being family.”
“Enough. Have you scouted the City Lord’s Mansion situation?” Ye Qiu asked.
The Long-Browed Daoist replied, “The City Lord’s Mansion is three li from here. Brother Dali and I have already checked it. The guards are very strict.”
“However, next to the City Lord’s Mansion is the largest and most prosperous inn in Desperate Fate City.”
“I have already booked the premier heavenly suite there.”
“The heavenly suite is on the top floor of the inn. Sitting in the room, one can clearly see the situation inside the City Lord’s Mansion.”
“Little brat, this poor Daoist is clever, right?”
“Well done.” Ye Qiu praised.
The Long-Browed Daoist chuckled, “But I only paid the deposit. The remaining room fee is on you.”
“No problem.” Ye Qiu then asked, “How much is the room fee?”
“Not expensive.” The Long-Browed Daoist grinned, “Five million spirit stones!”
