"Who should I follow?" Lu Xiaotian used his magical power to activate the Relocation Mirror. The phantom it formed drifted lightly through the Netherblood Cave, covering dozens of yards in a flash. It was incomparably swift, and he had become far more practiced with it than when he had first met Xiang Qingcheng.
Soon, Lu Xiaotian had made up his mind. He chose the direction in which the Yin-Yang Lame Monster had gone earlier. He had spent a comparatively long time in contact with that creature. Back in the maze-like graveyard, it and the green-eyed old man had vanished at the same time. After Lu Xiaotian had seen through the graveyard's secret and decided to break out of the formation, by sheer coincidence, the creature had appeared on his path out. When they fought several Nascent Soul-level Soul-Stinging Demon Spiders, the Yin-Yang Lame Monster had seemed unable to fend off the Eleventh Tier spider. Yet that only made Lu Xiaotian more suspicious. If the creature had held it back just a little, Lu Xiaotian could have easily killed the Tenth Tier Soul-Stinging Demon Spider, which had already been suppressed. But at the critical moment, the creature had let a flaw slip.
Moreover, all along the way, the Yin-Yang Lame Monster seemed to have deliberately been leading him—or rather, everyone—toward the territory of the Nethermoon Demon Vulture. And the sudden appearance of that strange vortex of yin energy earlier had also been peculiar. It had been caused by a formation, and showed signs of human manipulation.
With so many suspicious details linked together, it was hard for Lu Xiaotian not to suspect the two of them. Of course, he, the green-eyed old man, and the Yin-Yang Lame Monster had only formed their alliance on a whim. It was a loose arrangement,