The old madam said she wanted to bestow a treasure, but how could Ye Tian truly accept it so gladly merely because of those two prophecies?
He repeatedly declined. Mo Yuan, standing to one side, said nothing. He had always been half-believing and half-doubting of that prophecy, yet he had promised Ye Tian a handsome reward before, so a gift of thanks afterward was difficult to avoid.
The old madam wished to forge a good karmic bond, but Ye Tian had no desire to bear such fruit. Those whose cultivation had reached this realm mostly disliked becoming entangled in cause and effect.
After hastily settling matters at the Mo residence, Ye Tian specifically bade Mo Yuan farewell and continued pursuing the woman named Qian Hong. Before parting, Mo Yuan had no choice but to give him a pitch-black pearl. Ye Tian accepted it and directly placed it into his storage pouch without examining it closely.
If he wished to find Tu Bo now, the only clue was that he was somewhere within the Hundred Thousand Mountains to the west, with no exact location. If she could lead the way, it would likely save him some trouble.
After all, assassins from Tian Yin Pavilion could find others, yet were difficult for others to find. Their tracks were usually elusive and uncertain; meeting one by chance was no easy opportunity.
Yet after Ye Tian hurriedly chased out of the Mo residence, the woman's figure had vanished once more.
Earlier, within the Mo residence, because of the formation beneath his feet, Ye Tian had failed to memorize the woman's aura. Now, amid the vast sea of people, finding her would be like fishing a needle from the sea. If she was accustomed to concealing her aura as well, she would be even harder