Pursuing Shi Lang
Lu Tianzheng acknowledged him and turned to leave.
Shi Yue started toward the basement. He planned to upgrade another Wind Flame Sword into a Pseudo Immortal Artifact.
Suddenly, he stopped and took out a Green Transmission Mirror. He sent a spell into it, and after the surface blurred, Ximen Yao appeared in the mirror.
"Madam Ximen, it's been a long time. How have you been?" Shi Yue asked warmly.
Ximen Yao remained calm and composed. "Fellow Daoist Shi, I used the Immortal Seeking Mirror and found Shi Lang's whereabouts. Would you be interested in coming with me?"
"Shi Lang? Are you sure?" Shi Yue asked, somewhat doubtful.
"What? Do you suspect I'm a Devil Race spy too?" Ximen Yao said crossly, displeasure showing on her face.
The Ximen Family had produced a Ximen Ren, and Ximen Yao already felt deeply embarrassed by it. She had been on the front lines fighting the Devils all these years, yet it seemed to have made little difference. Even Shi Yue still had doubts about the Ximen Family. That was hardly surprising; if Ximen Yao were in his place, she would have been suspicious too.
"Birds of a feather flock together." The news that Ximen Ren had defected to the Devil Race had not spread widely, but it had made the other Mahayana cultivators wary of the Ximen Family. That was no surprise.
"Not at all. I was just surprised to hear that you'd suddenly found Shi Lang's whereabouts," Shi Yue said unconcernedly.
"I used the Immortal Seeking Mirror. There can be no mistake. If you're not reassured, bring Fellow Daoist Situ and the others. You're the first person I contacted, and I don't intend to contact anyone else." Ximen Yao frowned.
Shi Yue narrowed his eyes. "What, do you suspect