"Elder Brother Qin, did that Demon Cultivator really just leave like that?" Only after seeing that the Demon Cultivator had vanished did Shen Fei fly over to Qin Fengming and ask in disbelief.
Although Shen Fei appeared slightly older than Qin Fengming, looking to be in his thirties, his true age was actually about the same as Qin Fengming's. In gratitude for Qin Fengming's gift of treasure back then, the Shen siblings had already acknowledged him as their elder brother.
"Yes. That Demon Cultivator's strength was indeed formidable. Though he has withdrawn for now, this place is hardly safe. It would be best for us to leave at once." Qin Fengming's eyes flickered as he spoke.
Shen Fei was a clever man as well, and he had experienced no fewer dangers than Qin Fengming. Thus, he hurriedly nodded.
Qin Fengming summoned the White Swift Boat. A streak of white light rose, and the figures of the three men vanished on the spot.
After pausing briefly in a secluded mountain forest, the White Swift Boat shot into the air once more. This time, it did not stop for even a moment, flying rapidly away toward the outskirts of Myriad Serpent Valley.
Several days later, the white light faded, and four figures came to a stop atop an uninhabited mountain peak.
"Hmm. We are already more than a hundred thousand miles from Myriad Serpent Valley. That Demon Cultivator should not be able to follow us any farther." After putting away the White Swift Boat, Qin Fengming surveyed his surroundings before speaking.
"To see Elder Brother Qin again this time was truly beyond anything my younger sister and I could have expected. Elder Brother Qin, please accept this bow from the two of us." As he spoke, Shen Fei knelt before Qin Fengming