Meng Qingying was certain there was something wrong with this place; she simply could not find it for the moment.
If she could not find it, she would take her time looking. There was no need to hurry for now, and nothing urgent demanded her attention.
Besides, the chance to gain insight beneath the Bodhi Tree was rare. She had never even considered that she might have such an opportunity... Since she was already here, naturally she had to seize it.
Staying here for a while would serve both as cultivation and as a chance to observe Bei Yuan from close by, to see exactly what tricks he was hiding. Perhaps she might even find a breakthrough that would make him hand over the Nether River Heart.
Meng Qingying strolled over, casually found a patch of shade, sat down cross-legged in silence, and began comprehending the intent of Bodhi.
Layer upon layer of shadows lay beneath the tree. There was no wind, only stillness; the shadows seemed frozen in place.
Bei Yuan watched her from afar for a while, then let out a soft sigh.
Meanwhile, in the Northern Sea.
Above the frozen ocean.
The Nether Sun Clan People watched the ice demon ahead and the captive Little Daoist Nun with their balls aching and chrysanthemums clenched.
The people they had sent to report to the Celestial Pivot Divine Palace had vanished without return... and no one from the Celestial Pivot Divine Palace had come either.
They had no idea what was going on. Did the Celestial Pivot Divine Palace not care about its own direct disciple?
Even more infuriatingly, when they reported it to the Devil Master, the Devil Master merely said, "I know," and offered no further word.
What the hell was this supposed to mean? Were they