Standing aboard the White Swift Boat, Qin Fengming's eyes filled with puzzlement. Seeing the cultivators hurrying along, he felt as though some rare treasure was about to appear ahead and everyone was rushing there to fight for it.
"Miss Lan, these fellow cultivators are behaving rather strangely. It seems something has happened ahead. Shall we find someone and ask about it?" Qin Fengming knitted his brows slightly and turned to Lan Xue'er beside him.
"Mm. Xue'er had the same thought." At that moment, Lan Xue'er's beautiful face was still concealed behind a veil faintly rippling with energy.
After sweeping the area with his divine sense, Qin Fengming dispelled the boat's concealment and aura-concealing functions. Then, with a urging motion of his foot, he flew toward a mountain peak on the left.
Seven cultivators were currently staying on this peak. They sat scattered across the summit without setting up any restrictions, apparently intending only to rest here briefly.
When they saw a flying boat approaching, the seven were startled. After looking it over, they recognized the figures of Qin Fengming and Lan Xue'er. Seeing that two early Core Formation cultivators had arrived, the seven rose to their feet simultaneously, led by the two Core Formation cultivators.
"Sorry to disturb you, fellow cultivators. This Qin has no ill intentions. I merely have something I would like to ask you about." Before reaching the seven, Qin Fengming had already spoken and stated his purpose.
Seeing that those who had arrived were a man and a woman, the two leading Core Formation cultivators also relaxed their guard. Qin Fengming and Lan Xue'er landed a dozen or so zhang away, and one of them said, "So it's Fellow Daoist Qin. May I ask what you need this Wen to explain? If I know, I will