After flying for about the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Lin Xuan suddenly slowed and gradually came to a stop.
This was a stretch of wasteland. Though it was not utterly barren, only a few low shrubs grew here and there. Beside it stood several small earthen-yellow slopes more than a hundred zhang high.
Lin Xuan closed his eyes and released his divine sense to sense his surroundings. Aside from a few small animals, there was nothing at all. Lin Xuan nodded in satisfaction and descended from the air.
"Young Master, are you planning to ambush the two of them here?"
"Mm." As Lin Xuan answered, he reached out and patted his Storage Bag. Light flashed in succession as he took out several formation flags.
Although with the strength of master and servant together, dealing with Zhou Mian and his wife would be more than easy, to guard against the unexpected, Lin Xuan still intended to leave himself a few more fallback plans.
His ten fingers moved, and several streaks of light scattered, sinking into the earth and vanishing. Lin Xuan glanced at the round disc in his hand; the formation had been laid down properly.
A trace of satisfaction appeared at the corner of his mouth. Lin Xuan's figure flashed, and he arrived behind an earthen hill. He opened his mouth, and a streak of sword light shot out, carving out a crude cave abode as if cutting through tofu.
Calling it a cave abode was generous; in truth, it was only just large enough to fit inside. Lin Xuan sat within, restrained his aura, conserved his strength, and waited for that pair of dual-cultivating Dao companions in the Core Condensation Realm.
He sat there for several hours. When Lin Xuan had arrived, the sun