The Curse

Lu Yang felt that the junior brother he had never met might not necessarily join Ask Dao Sect.

And even if he did, whether he was cultivating for the right reasons was another matter.

What if he was working hard at cultivation so he could break someone out of prison?

Seeing Senior Brother Ji looking so pleased with himself for doing a good deed, Lu Yang felt too embarrassed to voice his thoughts.

Ji Hongwen had run into Meng Jingzhou's carriage and greeted them, but that was only part of it. One of his motives was also to find two acquaintances and brag about his good deed.

"What about you two? Did you just leave the sect, or have you finished observing someone too?"

Lu Yang had no idea how to explain what had just happened, so he could only force himself to say, "We've finished observing someone, but he's already been reserved by Wuji Sect. He probably won't join our sect."

"We also happened to find a promising prospect who wasn't on the list. He has an Ice Spirit Root, but another sect has already reserved him too."

"Which sect?"

"Charming Sect."

Ji Hongwen looked a little regretful. "That really is bad luck."

He trusted these two junior brothers' judgment. Anyone they took an interest in might have questionable character, but their cultivation talent was sure to be exceptional—one in a million.

Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou nodded in unison. It really was bad luck.

"Then I'll go observe my second candidate. See you back at the sect." Ji Hongwen waved and rose into the air, heading for his next destination.

"Goodbye, Senior Brother Ji."

The carriage rolled slowly onward. The old horse crossed through space at incredible speed; only a great Body Integration Realm expert like Ji Hongwen