Lin Heng's figure became a phantom as he streaked toward the direction his master had left.
Sure enough, after Master broke through to Dao Integration, her speed had increased by more than just a few tiers.
He just wondered whether her attack speed had increased along with it.
Lin Heng meant the kind of attack speed where he lay there and passively took it.
Heh heh heh...
In less than three breaths, Lin Heng had already intercepted Meng Yutong a hundred zhang ahead.
Seeing this, Meng Yutong immediately changed direction.
Lin Heng followed close behind, blocking her way this way and that like a gopher.
"Master!"
"Master!"
"( ? 3?) Don't be angry anymore. Your Heng'er came looking for you."
Yet Meng Yutong turned a deaf ear to Lin Heng's soft, ingratiating tone. Her white dress fluttered as she rode the wind, unwilling to spare him even a glance.
The feeling was as though they had returned to the days when he had first become a Master-Defying Disciple.
Back then, wasn't Lazy Master just as stubborn—refusing to yield even in death, loathing him as though he were some worthless trash fish?
Lin Heng grew even more excited. Chasing after her, he shouted, "Auntie, Auntie, have you truly forgotten everything that happened between us?"
At that form of address, Meng Yutong abruptly came to a halt.
(｀□′) Unable to endure it any longer, the Dao Integration light rings around her spun and swelled as she pointed through the air with a slender jade finger.
Rumble!
A force of starlight blasted directly toward Lin Heng.
Lin Heng stood there dumbfounded, his head full of question marks.
"No, what's going on?"
"You're really attacking me?!"
He twisted sideways, barely evading the blast of starlight.
When he looked back, half the mountain behind him