The old woman did not want to miss out on this Martial Ancestor with such abundant vitality and blood, so she sought out the young girl.
She said that a Martial Ancestor had stolen something from her and that she was going to fight him. Did the girl have any interest in watching?
The girl suspected nothing and gladly agreed—once she advanced to Wizard herself, she would inevitably have to fight Martial Cultivators.
Yi Jue's Soul Search of the old woman also let Feng Jun learn how she had tracked them down.
Logically speaking, he had left through Dongmen, so the old woman should have chased after him all the way from Dongmen.
In fact, she had done exactly that, but after chasing for a long distance, she had found no trace of him.
Unwilling to accept that, she returned to Black Well City to investigate and learned that the Martial Ancestor had entered through Nanmen.
The old woman then guessed that his departure through Dongmen had likely been a feint.
Generally speaking, returning the way one had come was more logical.
She had indeed guessed correctly, but her adequate intelligence had also cost her her life.
After Yi Jue finished recounting it, she looked at the young girl with some hesitation on her face. "She's still so young... I don't know whether she's guilty."
"Being Wizard material is the original sin," Feng Jun said indifferently. "I'll perform the Soul Search."
His attitude brought a faint smile to Yi Jue's lips—exactly, I knew you weren't that kind of bleeding heart.
However, Qing Yao voiced her opinion. "You're a grown man. What's the point of Soul Searching a woman? Leave it to me."
Feng Jun could not help defending himself. "I just wanted to learn the writing. To me, enemies are