That old Daoist...
Jinren was momentarily rendered speechless.
It would have been a lie to say he was not surprised, but to say he was utterly shocked would not have been quite right either.
Only at this moment did Jinren realize that he had calculated Dao Qiongchang might have deduced one of his destinations to be Changde Town on Qingyuan Mountain.
But that was where his own calculations had stopped.
He had never expected Dao Qiongchang to be a man of action.
Whenever he thought of something, he would always block off his enemy's path at the first possible moment.
In the present situation, that meant Dao Qiongchang had prepared something here in advance.
"What are you after?" Jinren was no longer curious about anything else. All he wanted to know was what this flashy old Daoist was after.
"You," Dao Qiongchang replied blandly.
An answer beyond reason yet within expectation... Controlling the Heavenly Mechanism Puppet, Jinren answered calmly, "Then what you seek is rather small."
After all, he had captured Aunt Xiang, one of the Ten Seat Holders, only to seek a mere Xu Xiaoshou. If that was not putting the cart before the horse, what was? If he were after Ba Zunan, that would at least make sense!
"No." Dao Qiongchang shook his head. "You are not small. Everyone in the world has underestimated you, but I will not."
What kind of savage words were those? Was he supposed to feel flattered? Jinren did not answer. After sweeping his gaze around, he suddenly moved.
Woven spirit threads shot from his palm, snatching Zhu Yike over and locking him inside the opened abdominal cavity. Then, he swiftly spat out the Eight-Character Order from Old Zhu's ring.
Buzz!
At the same time, woven spirit threads bloomed beneath the Heavenly Mechanism