At the sight of Meng He's expression, Qin Fengming's heart immediately sank. He sent his voice over, "Did you swear a grave oath never to reveal what you were doing?"
Qin Fengming had said before that what he intended to do was not something a Ghost Master cultivator could handle.
It was precisely because of those words that Meng He had suddenly sent over the name of Holy Lord Miao Qing when his life was in danger. What he had thought of was the important matter Qin Fengming had mentioned—something Holy Lord Miao Qing must also be planning to undertake.
Qin Fengming had anticipated this situation long ago, which was why he had taken action to save them.
If Qin Fengming had not recognized the name Holy Lord Miao Qing, Meng He's transmission would certainly have been in vain.
Meng He forcefully suppressed his expression and slightly shook his head. He sent his voice over, "This junior has never met Senior Miao Qing. I merely took orders from Ancestor Jin Chun. Ancestor Jin Chun is a Profound Tier peak expert and one of Senior Miao Qing's nominal disciples. He planted a restriction in this junior's body, preventing me from revealing the purpose of this journey."
"It was only a soul restriction, so dispelling it wouldn't be difficult. But since this concerns a secret matter, given the ruthlessness of Ghost Dao cultivators, it's somewhat unexpected that Ancestor Jin Chun didn't make you swear a grave oath." Qin Fengming's eyes flickered as he looked at Meng He and sent his voice over again.
"This junior's cultivation is not high, and what I know is limited. Moreover, we are in Yunxing Space. Ancestor Jin Chun believed that this junior would not be captured, so he merely cast a spell on me and did