"Why don't even you know?" Lu Yin asked, puzzled. Mist Ancestor was one of the Nine Mountains Eight Seas and should have stood at the pinnacle of humanity, yet even she didn't know.
Mist Ancestor said, "Those people all keep their secrets close to their chests. Who knows what they're thinking? And I'm not the only one who doesn't know. Wang Fan, Bai Wangyuan, and Hui Wen definitely don't know either."
"Are you sure?" Lu Yin wasn't convinced. Setting the others aside, no one could see through Ancestor Hui's wisdom.
Mist Ancestor looked at Lu Yin. "Are you questioning my ability to read people?"
"No," Lu Yin hurriedly said. "With your ability to notice the tiniest details, even the Progenitor couldn't escape your notice. How could I doubt you? I'm just confused, that's all."
Mist Ancestor liked being praised. The more effusive the praise, the better.
Wait, neither of the two women beside him seemed easy to deal with. One was like a pirate, and the other needed to be praised. What a headache.
"Nether Ancestor left behind memories of the words 'Primordial City.' I've heard of it three times myself. It seems that place is no ordinary place. If Xia Shang and the others are still alive, they might be there," Mist Ancestor guessed.
A glint flashed in Lu Yin's eyes. It seemed he'd have to roll a six when he got back and see what happened. With his current strength, he'd merge with at least a cultivator who had undergone the Sixth Origin Tribulation and learn more. Still, someone who had undergone the Sixth Origin Tribulation probably wouldn't know about Primordial City. Even Mist Ancestor had never heard of that place.
"I'm leaving," Big Sister said.
Lu Yin asked, "Sis, where are you going? Back to Bu Tian