"What's wrong with this saber, my lord? Why did you react like that?"
Seeing Qu Zixian's intense reaction, Chen Lin had a bad feeling and simply asked him outright.
He was puzzled himself.
He had obtained this saber by killing a Black-Striped Celestial God, and Black-Striped Celestial Gods were merely the lowest-ranking lackeys of the Celestial God Palace. If this saber really was some formidable treasure, it should never have been in someone like that's hands.
"I don't know."
Qu Zixian offered no explanation.
After that perfunctory reply, he said to Moka and the others, "There's an interval between each appearance of these fireflies. Let's not waste time. We'll go take a look at where that book is first."
Without another glance at Chen Lin, he strode toward the cave.
Moka and the others immediately followed.
"What should we do?"
Yue Yingxian looked at Chen Lin and asked.
Although she was also a cultivator from the Star Ruins, and the Ten-Surname Village even had dealings with the Celestial God Palace and other factions, she could only stand on Chen Lin's side now.
"Just follow them."
Chen Lin put on an indifferent air and followed Qu Zixian's group.
But he could clearly feel that Qu Zixian's attitude was very different from before.
Previously, Qu Zixian had treated him as hired muscle he could exploit. Now he seemed reluctant to have anything to do with him.
That left Chen Lin even less certain.
For an instant, he even considered throwing the Ghost King Saber away.
But the Ghost King Saber was his best means of countering the Thousand-Head Fireflies. Without it, never mind killing everyone to silence them-he might not even get past the fireflies.
Lost in thought, Chen Lin remained silent along the way.
They soon reached the entrance to the