The Book Soul Chronicles: Godslayer

Ye Qingyang returned to his residence.

"Strange, Penghui should be watering the herbs by now, why isn't he here today? Could something have happened?"

As soon as Ye Qingyang entered, he looked at the herb gardens on both sides. Not seeing any familiar figures, his heart skipped a beat. He had been feeling uneasy all day. Since cultivating the first level of the "Limitless Skill", his state of mind had obviously changed, and his five senses had become more acute. This feeling of panic was the first time he had experienced it.

Especially this morning when Penghui said he was going to Eagle Cliff to collect herbs, he unexpectedly didn't want him to go. But Penghui reassured him that nothing would happen, that he knew the way well, and told him to practice his skills properly.

It was precisely because I saw Peng Hui's persistence, and because they had traveled all over the surrounding mountains in recent years in order to learn more about medicinal herbs, that I stopped trying to stop them.

"Maybe something happened that caused the delay."

Ye Qingyang tried to comfort himself with this thought, but a voice in his heart told him that this time was different. He couldn't quite put his finger on what was different. He could only search all the rooms and places he frequented, but the result was still the same: Wu Penghui was gone.

He searched many places, and as evening approached, the sky gradually turned a faint orange hue, and the sunlight struggled on the verge of disappearing.

The afterglow of the setting sun intertwined with the soft glow of the sunset, draping the entire world in a gentle golden veil. The setting sun, like a giant fireball, slowly sank below the horizon, finally disappearing from sight.

As night falls, the colors of the sky begin to change, transitioning from orange to pink, and then gradually turning into deep blue.

After the sun set, twinkling lights began to appear, as if countless eyes from the universe were peering at Earth. At this moment, the clouds on the horizon were dyed a deep purple, resembling a dreamlike painting.

As night deepened, the stars and moon gradually appeared in the sky, shining brightly in the darkness. With the descent of night, the earth was gradually enveloped in darkness, and the daytime hustle and bustle slowly gave way to tranquility.

As night falls completely, the dark sky merges with the earth, with only the twinkling stars illuminating the tranquil night.

In the night sky, the twinkling stars and the moon shine together, like a lighthouse guiding humanity forward, illuminating the path to the future in the darkness.

Ye Qingyang held a torch in his right hand and a short sword in his left for self-defense. This short sword was a birthday gift specially made for him by a friend of Han Feiyu. Han Feiyu made many friends and used the best materials and the most exquisite craftsmanship to forge it, hoping that it could protect Ye Qingyang in his place when he was not by his side.

This was the first time he had received a birthday gift from a friend, and he knew its profound meaning, so he cherished it very much and kept it carefully, never using it lightly. Today, he only took it out to use it because of an emergency.

Their residences were some distance from the sect, located on the edge of the sect, especially near the deep mountains and forests.

Chu Xingyun told himself that the reason he chose this location was not only because it was convenient for him to plant medicinal herbs and collect them in the mountains, but also because the patient needed to recuperate, so he chose a place with fewer people.

Furthermore, because it is located behind the sect, it has a natural geographical advantage, making it virtually impossible for anyone to launch a sneak attack or assault. Therefore, there are basically no sect patrols assigned to it.

In the past few years, I have been either studying medicine or practicing martial arts. Although I occasionally encounter some injured people from the sect, I don't have many opportunities to fight back, and I don't know many people like that.

Moreover, he didn't know if they were in the sect or what had happened to Wu Penghui. He could only find them himself.

It was truly a case of misfortunes never coming singly. Not only did Chu Xingyun go on a long trip to gather herbs for him, but Han Feiyu also had an urgent mission and told him before parting ways that he really couldn't rely on anyone and had to depend on himself for everything.