Nonsense! How could my adopted son be a villain?

Muyun is a treasure-hunting rat, so its sense of smell is naturally very keen.

Lan Jian told him to try to find the scent of the quail, and he also released his divine sense to search.

However, Fufeng City covers a vast area with countless streets and alleys crisscrossing it, where countless cultivators and ordinary people come and go, making the atmosphere even more mixed.

Not to mention the various restrictions set up by numerous forces, large and small, making it like searching for a tiny quail in such a vast city akin to finding a needle in a haystack.

Mu Yun sniffed until her nose hurt, but she still couldn't smell the quail.

At first, there was still some lingering scent near Qianjinlou, but as the distance increased, the scent of the quail became fainter and fainter until it could no longer be smelled.

He looked rather dejected, rubbing his nose and saying, "I can't smell it, what should I do? I should have worked harder at cultivating."

"It's not your fault, you've already tried your best."

Xu Lingguang patted his head and comforted him, his eyes filled with worry, and subconsciously turned to look at Lan Jian.

Lan Jian shook his head, his expression turning serious: "There is no trace of the quail."

His divine sense had searched the area several times, and he had even silently sneaked into places with restrictions to check, but he still couldn't find any trace of the Qitu.

Lan Jian said, "There are two possibilities now."

"One possibility is that Qi Tu was detained by the Golden Scale Guards, but they didn't tell the truth. However, this is unlikely. Qi Tu cannot transform into human form and cannot be considered a demon. Zhuang Shun took my token to inquire, and the Golden Scale Guards had no reason to detain him."

"Secondly, the Qi Tuo was captured by someone else, or the existence of Chaos was discovered, or for some other reason. And the other party has the ability to hide the Qi Tuo's aura and traces, which even I cannot find."

There aren't many cultivators whose strength can be hidden from Lan Jian, so it's more likely that it's some kind of powerful magical artifact.

Xu Lingguang, his heart pounding, asked, "Is there any other way?"

Lan Jian said, "Let's go back first. I do remember there's a magical artifact in the building that can track auras. We can give it a try."

So the two of them took Mu Yun back to Qianjin Tower immediately, while Lan Jian ordered Zhuang Shun to take out the Shadow Sand that could track auras from the storeroom.

The reflection sand is deep red and floats quietly in the glass cup.

Xu Lingguang didn't know how to use this thing, so he let Lan Jian operate it.

The Shadow Sand requires the hair or blood of the person being tracked to track their scent. Fortunately, the quail sheds a lot of feathers, and Xu Lingguang and his cubs searched the house inside and out and found quite a few, which finally allowed them to track the scent.

The collected feathers were thrown into the glass cup and quickly enveloped by the mirror sand. Then, the feathers turned into deep red powder and merged into the mirror sand.

The reflecting sand within the glass cup changed shape constantly, and after a long time, it transformed into a bird-like shape, flew out of the glass cup, and hovered in front of Lan Jian and Xu Lingguang.

"Follow it."

Xu Lingguang quickly scooped up Muyun and followed with Lanjian.

The bird that the mirror sand conjured also had two heads, and it seemed to have transformed into the shape of a quail.

The two followed closely behind, and after passing through the Imperial Street, they actually headed towards the west of the city.

Xicheng and his team had actually investigated in the afternoon, but they didn't find anything suspicious.

Zhao Yingsha led the two further and further astray until they reached the end of a small alley, where they hesitated and stopped, starting to spin in circles.

"Why isn't it moving? This is a dead end."

Xu Lingguang, unconvinced, searched around: "Is there some kind of formation to conceal our presence?"

But after searching for a while, he found nothing unusual.

Even Lan Jian frowned: "Something's not right here."

But he couldn't quite pinpoint what was wrong with it.

Seeing Xu Lingguang's anxious expression, Lan Jian patted his shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, with Chaos around, Qi Tu shouldn't be in any immediate danger. Besides, the fact that the Shadow Sand is here means there's definitely something fishy about this place. Let's search carefully again."

His voice was calm and powerful, which indeed calmed Xu Lingguang's anxious emotions considerably.

Xu Lingguang took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and nodded, saying, "Let's look again, make sure we don't miss anything."

After saying that, the two of them and their child split up and searched the area where the Shadow Sand was swirling and the surrounding area carefully.

Lan Jian then released his divine sense, covering the entire area, in an attempt to find anything unusual.

He searched with his divine sense once, twice, three times, but still found nothing.

Lan Jian frowned, the sense of unease growing stronger.

There must be something that has been overlooked.

As he thought this, he subconsciously wanted to see what Xu Lingguang and Mu Yun were doing, but he noticed that the two of them were squatting in front of a wall. Mu Yun seemed to be sniffing something, while Xu Lingguang was holding a compass, trying to find clues.

The two of them were so focused on their search that they didn't notice the withered leaves from the vines on the wall covering their heads and bodies.

Lan Jian's gaze settled on the vines, and she suddenly realized where the sense of incongruity came from.

These vines...something's not right.

Upon realizing this, Lan Jian immediately transformed his released divine sense into a sharp blade, stabbing fiercely at the base of the vine, seven inches from its root.

The motionless vines suddenly began to twist violently, and a faint hissing sound could be heard.

The noise startled a person and a child standing under the wall.

Xu Lingguang and Mu Yun looked up at the same time and saw the vines twisting on the wall.

But upon closer inspection, it wasn't a vine at all; it was clearly a snake!

However, the snake was entirely yellowish-brown, with a long, thin, coiled body, which at first glance looked like a vine clinging to a wall.

But once the illusion is seen through, it will be discovered that it is clearly a snake with its tongue out.

The fallen, withered leaves were venom spat out by the snake.

Xu Lingguang reacted quickly, picking up Muyun and retreating into the distance. By then, Lanjian had also arrived nearby.

Xu Lingguang asked, still shaken, "What is this?"

Lan Jian frowned: "It's a seven-colored dragon."

"It's a seven-colored dragon!"

At the same time, another voice rang out.

Xu Lingguang looked down at Mu Yun: "You recognize her?"

Mu Yun nodded excitedly, and jumped down from Xu Lingguang's arms, spinning around under the seven-colored dragon that was pinned to its seven-inch mark: "It's a seven-colored dragon! This is Uncle's seven-colored dragon."

Xu Lingguang was stunned. Mu Yun's uncle, wasn't that Nie Yuqin?

"How did your uncle's seven-colored dragon end up here?"

Mu Yun didn't know either, but he said with great certainty, "If the Seven-Colored Dragon is here, then Uncle must be hiding here too!"

After saying that, he suddenly leaped up, opened his mouth and bit the tail of the seven-colored dragon. The seven-colored dragon, which had been struggling, suddenly let out a strange long hiss, and then stopped struggling and showed a submissive posture towards Mu Yun.

Mu Yun smugly slapped the seven-colored dragon's claw and said, "Let it go quickly, it will lead us to find our uncle."