One Sect, Two Aperture Refining Realm Experts

Chen Fei stood where he was without moving. Under normal circumstances, upon encountering such a scene, anyone would probably have gone up to take a look and see whether the Ghost Bride had been killed by another Aperture Refining Realm martial artist.

But Chen Fei did not move. He was indeed curious, but more than that, he sensed that something was off. Most obviously, if the Ghost Bride had been killed, what was with that thatched hut? Why was it still there?

Anything that could become entangled with the strange and uncanny was never simple.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Fei leaped into motion, tracing an arc around the mountain peak and continuing toward Xianyun City. In the blink of an eye, he had vanished from sight.

The night wind blew, and branches swayed with it. The moon, which had been obscured by clouds, finally emerged. White moonlight spilled down, and the thatched hut that had remained still atop the hill swayed slightly. Its door cracked open by a tiny sliver.

Vaguely, it seemed as though a pair of dark embroidered shoes stood behind the door.

After leaving that mountain peak by more than a dozen li, Chen Fei found a place to light a fire and rest.

Chen Fei was in fairly good condition at the moment. Though he had traveled for half a day, he had not expended much energy. Otherwise, he would not have considered making a move on that strange creature earlier.

However, traveling at night inevitably obstructed one's vision somewhat and added danger for no reason. Finding a place to rest and setting out again after sunrise was the safer choice.

Crack!

A damp spot among the firewood let out a muffled pop. Firelight illuminated Chen Fei's face, gradually driving away the chill around