Master's Chief Disciple

A village somewhere in the Sunset Forest.

"The magical aura stops here. What's going on?" Gao Moqiu looked around in confusion.

"What are those cracks in the sky?" Wen Qi touched him and pointed at the abnormality in the sky.

Gao Moqiu murmured, "This forest is too vast. I've been chasing him for almost half a month, but in the end my magic aura was cut off. I'm so angry."

"But this village is so dilapidated, it's impossible that anyone still lives here, right?" Wen Qi changed the subject.

"Now, not only have we lost the person, but there are also strange cracks in the sky above the forest." Gao Moqiu sighed and leaned against a tree nearby.

"Using tracking technology will definitely not work. He saw through it last time. He will definitely be on guard this time." Wen Qi said.

"Since the magical aura was cut off here, do you think there is any hidden meaning behind this?" Gao Moqiu frowned and held his chin in thought.

"For now, we can only investigate the area around here."

"Okay, let's act separately. Remember to inform each other first when there is any news." Gao Moqiu walked to the right without forgetting to wave his hand.

Little did they know that the monk had already left this place and headed towards the crack.

The mark of magic on his body had long been erased by his companions.

Half an hour later, Wen Qi and Gao Moqiu met at the original place and found nothing.

"It is very likely that the mark on his body was removed here."

"Let's take a gamble? He definitely has an accomplice."

"Do you think the crack is related to the person our master asked us to investigate?"

"It's very possible that the answer may be just ahead."

The two smiled at each other and nodded. Just as they were about to leave the village, the woman from before followed them again.

"Hey, wait a minute!" the woman shouted from a distance.

The two men's faces darkened when they heard this, and they clenched their fists, "Why is it her again!"

He put his hands on his hips and panted, "You guys are running too fast."

"Excuse me, young lady, what can I do for you?" Wen Qi raised her eyebrows a little impatiently.

"Are you going to investigate the person from before?"

"I encountered that aura some time ago."

Wen Qi thought about it and realized that before, she was just a hindrance and couldn't help at all, and she had to distract herself to protect her. Moreover, she was too suspicious and had been following her until now.

"No, who are you? Not only did you keep chasing us, but you also caused us to lose that person."

Hearing the dissatisfaction and doubt in Wen Qi's tone, "First of all, I apologize to you. Secondly, I am also tracking down this person. He behaved very strangely before and injured many monks along the way."

"By the way, my name is Zhong Siyao, and I'm a casual cultivator from Cangyun City." Her blue eyes were twinkling, and she was wearing a blue and white long dress. She had a petite figure and a pretty face.

Zhong Siyao thought to herself: "I am a casual cultivator specially hired by the Lord of Cangyun City. This identity cannot be exposed. That person has been causing trouble in the city and has harmed many cultivators. When can he be arrested?"

"We accept your apology. We are cultivators from the Shenyang Tianzong. My name is Wen Qi and he is Gao Moqiu."

Wen Qi thought to himself: "I don't trust you, a casual cultivator from Cangyun City, but I can use you for some good purposes."

"Wow, is this the sect ranked number one in the world of immortal cultivation?" Zhong Siyao's eyes lit up.

"Since we are all here for that person, why don't we go together? But please don't hold us back!"

She nodded quickly, "Don't worry, I am a cultivator at the Golden Soul Realm after all."

Gao Moqiu thought to himself: "The people of Cangyun City are not simple-minded. They are even cultivators at the first level of the Golden Soul Realm. Haha!"

The sun sets in a dense forest somewhere in the Great Forest.

"How did you get targeted by a group of monks? Didn't I tell you to be careful?" A man wearing a purple cloak and a red mask, with only a pair of dark eyes showing, his name is He Chuan.

"And they are from powerful families, they are from the Shen Yang Tian Sect." The man continued to scold him.

"Chief He, I have been very cautious. It was those casual cultivators who almost exposed my identity."

"Don't ruin Lord Tianmo's plan, or I may not be able to save your life."

"Oh, I see. I'm sorry to trouble you, Chief."

"By the way, what is Lord Tianmo's plan?"

"..."

The man patted him on the back of his head. "Why are you asking so many questions? The less you know, the safer you will be."

He spread his hands and said, "Well, I'm not interested anyway."

"..."

"This big forest is our main base. They should have found us by now. I'm afraid that if Lord Tianmo blames us, I'm afraid both you and I will suffer."

"So the most important thing right now is to cut off those tails!"

"Don't worry, leader. Even if I, Ye Yunzhou, die, I will definitely crush those bugs."

In fact, Ye Yunzhou was thinking: "This idiot, he is so kind-hearted, but he doesn't even know that he is being taken advantage of. I will take your place from now on!"

The two stayed in a large inn called Yehe deep in the jungle, and discussed a plan on how to deal with Wen Qi and the others.

"It just so happens that there are a few cultivators in this inn who can be used!" A gleam of light flashed in Ye Yunzhou's purple eyes.

He walked over to where the group of wandering cultivators were sitting, and the moment they raised their eyes, they had all become his puppets.

The corners of his mouth rose and he thought to himself: "This soul-controlling technique taught by the city lord is really good."

He Chuan laughed, "I'm really jealous of your forbidden technique!" His tone was slightly heavy and a little defensive.

Ye Yunzhou smiled friendly but said nothing. When the two of them went up to the bedroom on the second floor, a hint of murderous intent flashed in Ye Yunzhou's eyes.

Their actions and conversation happened to be noticed by the boss lady at the counter.

While they were upstairs, he sent the waiter away and said, "How dirty is this kitchen? How do you work?"

The waiter smiled foolishly, "Sister Mo, don't be angry, I'll go clean up right away."

After waiting for the waiter to enter the kitchen for a while, he pretended to call out, "Waiter, come and take the plates! Waiter!"

As expected, there was no response, so he had to go to the table and collect the plates. When his eyes fell on them, he was shocked: "Why do these monks look like they have lost their souls, and it seems that their life force has also dissipated!"

As usual, he took the plates away and walked towards the kitchen as if nothing had happened, then scolded the waiter.

When the proprietress came out again, the group of monks had disappeared.

The lady boss began to count the bill at the counter. In fact, she was thinking to herself, "There is definitely something wrong with those two people. What did that person do when he sat down just now?"

The scene I saw at the beginning kept replaying in my mind, "They just raised their heads... Could it be! Soul Control Technique?"

The night was dark and windy, with gusts of cold wind carrying rain.

Several people hurriedly ran into the inner room, "Luckily there is an inn here, otherwise we would be soaked to the skin!"

Wen Qi brushed off the rain on her body.

"It's windy and rainy outside. Would you like to have a few bowls of hot soup?"

The proprietress heard the noise and came forward to ask.

Wen Qi and the other two chose a seat and sat down. "Yes, we want a few of their signature dishes."

A quarter of an hour later, the dishes were served one by one.

Gao Moqiu walked to the counter and asked, "Madam boss, please open three upper rooms."

When the proprietress raised her eyes and saw how handsome he was, her face unconsciously turned slightly red.

He nodded slightly and handed over the jade pendants for the three guest rooms.

"Inject spiritual power into this jade pendant and place it in the groove."

"He has a really low alcohol tolerance!" Zhong Siyao poked him after saying that.

Gao Moqiu was accustomed to people like him who would get drunk as soon as they drank but still try to act strong.

"Get up and go back to the room!" She pulled the drunken him towards the stairwell.

"I can still fight. Han Qixi, come again!" Wen Qi muttered to himself while dancing and almost accidentally hurting Zhong Siyao who was standing next to him.

It took a lot of effort to help him into the room.

When I walked out of the room, I saw a shadow flash by. I looked back vigilantly, but there was no one there.

After thinking for a while, he opened the door next to him, then closed it and pretended to have entered the room, but in fact he went to Wen Qi's room, fearing that something might happen.

After feeding him a hangover pill, he sat down on a stool nearby. He really couldn't sleep well, and seeing that the bed was so big, he simply lay down without hesitation!