Master Was So Kind, Candied Hawthorns

"Are you from the Mysterious Heaven Sect?"

No emotion showed on Chen Xia's face. He remained motionless in the seat of honor and asked calmly.

At a time like this, he could not show anything out of the ordinary.

Otherwise, the people from the Mysterious Heaven Sect could easily spot something amiss.

Four members of the Mysterious Heaven Sect had fallen at his hands. He only needed to act as though he knew nothing.

"I am Yao Qing, an elder of the Mysterious Heaven Sect. This is my disciple, Liu Yun."

As Elder Yao spoke, he watched for changes in Chen Xia's expression.

Besides trying to recruit Chen Xia, he was also investigating the disappearance of the Mysterious Heaven Sect's disciples.

"The Mysterious Heaven Sect?"

Chen Xia looked puzzled.

Seeing that he seemed never to have heard of the Mysterious Heaven Sect dispelled some of Elder Yao's suspicions.

After all, this part of Northern Mang was rather remote. It was only natural not to know of the Mysterious Heaven Sect.

Northern Mang was vast. Two disciples and two deacons had disappeared, but suspecting Chen Xia merely because he stood before them made no sense.

Nor did he believe that the Chen Xia he had found just happened to be the culprit.

There could hardly be that many coincidences.

"Is there something you need?"

Chen Xia asked.

Suddenly, an immensely powerful aura erupted from Elder Yao. The pressure of the Late Soul-Separation Stage stirred the wind and clouds, exerting an invisible weight upon everyone.

That aura revealed itself only briefly before vanishing without a trace.

Chen Xia's heart jolted. He judged that the other party must be an expert stronger than Utu, and apprehension rose within him.

What a powerful aura!

*In martial terms, he must be at the middle or