"Uncle, what do you think of Fellow Daoist Qin?"
Watching Qin Fengming's retreating figure vanish into the distance, the three Ji Household Integration stage cultivators stood there for a moment. The female cultivator's smiling expression faded, revealing caution in her beautiful eyes as she spoke.
"Hmm. There's no doubt that Fellow Daoist Qin's methods are powerful. That attack he just used, with over a hundred sword blades, would have been enough to kill someone lacking adequate defensive methods. Even if I were facing it, whether I could evade it when caught off guard would be difficult to say. Someone with such formidable strength should indeed be, as he claimed, a person swept here by a spatial storm. Otherwise, with his abilities, he would have made the Earthly Ranking long ago. What is it? Ruling, do you actually suspect Fellow Daoist Qin?"
Hearing the female cultivator's question, Ji Dongjue's expression darkened slightly. A thoughtful look flickered through his eyes, and only after a moment did he speak.
Although the Ji Household had several Integration stage cultivators, when it came to meticulous thinking and the depth of one's schemes, this female cultivator, Ji Ruling, was the foremost. Thus, whenever the Ji Household had some major matter to decide, everyone would consult her.
And this time, it was also the female cultivator who had proposed inviting Qin Fengming to participate in the expedition to Black Mist Island.
"Uncle, you should have heard that every few thousand years, the Dark Hall sends two or three of its disciples into the Dark Sea Region to roam on their own, temper their characters, challenge various cultivators, and gain enlightenment through combat. Yet after they reach the Spirit Severing stage, they mysteriously disappear.
"Two thousand years ago, the two mid Integration stage cultivators Chang Hao and Chu