Qi Wansu shook her head. "This is what I wanted to discuss with you next, Young Master."
"In that battle, we had not wished to remain locked in a stalemate with the Blood Clan any longer. We intended to force out their Half-Step Saint Soul Realm soul master."
"Qing Xue had also prepared to reveal her identity. She planned to borrow the Night Feather Sword Master's name to confront that person head-on and strive to seriously injure him. Even if she could not destroy his opportunity for breakthrough, she at least hoped to delay it by a few years."
"And what was the result?" A thread of unease flashed through Lu Feng's heart.
Qi Wansu sighed. "There was no real result. Though that war came fiercely, it ended in a terribly hasty fashion. Qing Xue never even got the chance to make a move. Seeing that they were no match for us, the Blood Clan retreated farther west."
"You did not force out the Blood Son?" Lu Feng secretly frowned.
Qi Wansu nodded. "After the battle, we analyzed their panicked flight and found it seriously inconsistent with their overall strength. Many of the top experts we had investigated and become familiar with never made a move in that battle. We did not even see the Blood Son's carriage."
"We suspected that the Blood Clan had deliberately intended to lure us deeper in. Following the principle of not pursuing a cornered foe, we ultimately only pushed the blockade along the western border forward by several dozen li."
"But Qing Xue believed there was some other hidden trick at work here."
Lu Feng asked in alarm, "Could it be that the Blood Son has already entered seclusion to assault the threshold of the Saint Soul Realm?"
"That is not impossible," Qi Wansu