The Illusory Mirage Realm lay in the near seas within the Four-Armed Ape Clan's sphere of influence, several million li away from the Fox Mound Tomb.
More importantly, the escape speed of the Five-Colored Soft Sedan spirit treasure Wei Tu and the others rode was only comparable to that of an ordinary Integration cultivator, far slower than their own flight speeds.
Burdened by all the pomp outside the sedan—the sedan-bearing maidservants, the Yellow Turban Strongmen, and the like—it was inevitably even slower.
Thus, it took Wei Tu and the others more than a month to travel from the Fox Mound Tomb to the outskirts of the Illusory Mirage Realm.
During this time, although Great Abyss Consort had become somewhat less disheveled before Wei Tu after their deal was struck and had changed into fresh robes, the chill on her lovely face remained, as though she found it extremely difficult to let go.
Especially when—after Great Abyss Consort had finally broken free of Wei Tu's "restraint" and flown out from the soft couch—she saw the peculiar glint that flashed through Farmer Woodcutter's eyes as he sat cross-legged outside it.
After over a month of such close contact, coupled with the fact that they had "shared the same couch"... the injustice she now suffered could not be washed clean even by plunging into the Yellow River.
No wonder Farmer Woodcutter harbored his suspicions.
After all, she had previously taken the initiative to contact Farmer Woodcutter, intending to draw in this "outside aid" and force Wei Tu to yield.
The one thing Great Abyss Consort could be thankful for was that Pei Hong, who controlled the spirit treasure outside, knew nothing of this. When he saw the fresh clothes she had changed into after lifting the sedan curtain... he merely assumed it was