Several days later.
Fang Yuan and the other three traveled through Eagle Worry Valley.
"Alas... junior brother, you really are unlucky. You caught a spy, and he died of his injuries..." Hong Ling exchanged a glance with Yuan Wu and Qing Meng, then turned to comfort him.
"I never expected this Cultivator to be so frail. He lost a little blood and died..." Fang Yuan put on a look of regret, but inwardly he remained on guard. Those three must have been the ones who killed Heijue! It seems they don't want me to complete my mission. But even with three times the nerve, they wouldn't dare defy the Holy Mountain's rules and kill one another. So... are they planning to send me into some perilous place, or have someone else do the deed?
After becoming Mo He's disciple, he had naturally left a blood jade token on the Holy Mountain.
If he were killed, the scene and even his last words would be transmitted back. If fellow disciples killed one another, it might alarm the Immortal Old Ancestor!
So these three either had to make it look like they'd harmed him by accident, or seek help from an external force—or send him somewhere so desolate that it could block the blood jade's connection.
"Eagle Worry Valley is full of danger, but it's also the likeliest place for those Cultivators to hide!"
Qing Meng now acted every inch the senior brother as he explained everything to Fang Yuan in detail. "There are quite a few secret realms in this valley, too!"
"Secret realms? I've never heard of them!" Fang Yuan exclaimed.
"Do you think Eagle Worry Valley formed on its own?" Qing Meng said with a faint smile. "I once read a record in an ancient text. It said that