White-browed Daoist pointed at Lin Wu. "You're almost a true disciple of Seventh Young Master, kid. Your analysis is meticulous—even I can't help getting my hopes up. If that dog of a thief dares show his face, I'll make sure he's smashed to pieces this time." Feng Qi smiled faintly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
"What, you're really planning to go?" Inside the Starry Sky Ring, Huang Mei gazed at the lights winding through the distant mountain mist. "That's Black Emperor Ridge, a gathering place like Wind Thunder Cliff. The Blood Sea Society's main base is there. It's been three months since Feng Qi put out the bounty."
Xu Yi smiled. "Wasn't I preparing for this when I got that Jade Flute? Now that the opportunity's here, how could I not go?" The Jade Flute of Kongxu, its notes summoning Cold River Sea Tide. He'd taken up the name Old Demon Kongxu again to send a signal to his beloved women, making it easier for them to find him.
As for the Jade Flute, he hadn't gotten it because he was feeling amorous and wanted to play the dashing young master, descending from the heavens with his flute to charm the world. It was simply a prop he'd prepared so that, when the Blood Sea Society put out its bounty, he could take the flute there as proof.
Robbing the Blood Sea Society's caravans had never been his main goal. His real target was Feng Qi. If he didn't kill that bastard, he suspected he'd eventually develop a heart demon. Now that the Blood Sea Society had put out a bounty, he had the perfect opportunity.
Huang Mei said, "You can't underestimate Feng Qi. He's nicknamed Nine-Hole Lamp, and he's viciously cunning and adaptable. How do you know he isn't