Watching Wood and the others happily tumbling about on the sandy riverbank, Lin Qi smiled.
He raised his left hand. Six black droplets the size of soybeans floated above his palm, tightly suppressed by his immense spiritual power. These were an unknown potion Osmanthus Tree had extracted from the bodies of Wood and the other six. Though they were potions, they possessed a strange biological vitality.
These potions gradually nourished themselves by sucking up Wood and the others' marrow and vital essence. As Wood and the others grew weaker and weaker, the potions continuously grew stronger. After analyzing them, Osmanthus Tree told Lin Qi with some surprise that these were rather high-end potions. Through certain special magic arrays, whoever had concocted them could monitor Wood and the others.
Unless Wood and the others went more than five hundred li away from that person, they would remain under that person's surveillance no matter where they were.
"Mr. Mo, it was you, wasn't it?"
In Berely, Lin Qi could not think of anyone besides Mr. Mo who possessed both the ability to concoct such miraculous potions and the motive to strike at Wood and the others. Abulin's appearance in particular had made Lin Qi realize that Mr. Mo was the black hand behind the curtain.
"The potions in Wood and the others were meant to monitor Enzo and the rest, weren't they?" Lin Qi carefully considered Mr. Mo's intentions. "And Abulin suddenly appearing to torture Wood—could that have been Gram's doing? Has he already sent the information back to Gaul?"
This was a truly headache-inducing matter. Lin Qi knew that he was still no match for the old and cunning Mr. Mo when it came to schemes and intrigues. So he quickly abandoned this futile line of thought and took out several