Zhao Linchuan looked at Yue Shen, who wore an expression of "I know nothing, I am innocent," and then at Yan Fei, who was so humiliated and aggrieved she was on the verge of tears. He saw through the situation as clearly as a mirror.
Given Yan Fei's soul power cultivation and her level of self-control, let alone wetting the bed, she could precisely regulate even the amount of sweat she produced.
It was obvious that after her breakthrough, Yue Shen's strength had surged, and she had used her elusive mental powers to quietly play a "small" trick on Yan Fei.
This Yue Shen... she's quite petty and vengeful, and her methods are vicious enough. Zhao Linchuan chuckled inwardly, though his face remained impassive.
"Alright, alright, I know about this." He waved his hand, first giving Yan Fei a soothing look before turning to Yue Shen, his tone carrying a hint of warning. "Yue Shen, mind your boundaries with these kinds of 'jokes' in the future. Yan Fei is one of our own."
The indifferent smile on Yue Shen's face faded slightly, and she lowered her head submissively. "Yes, Yue Shen will keep the Young Master's teachings in mind."
Yet, in her lowered eyes, a flash of triumphant cunning darted past. She even took advantage of the moment Zhao Linchuan wasn't looking to give Yan Fei an extremely subtle, provocative arch of her brow.
See that? The Young Master only gave me a light scolding; he didn't "stand up" for you at all, her eyes seemed to say.
Yan Fei's chest heaved with rage, her teeth nearly shattering as she bit down on them. Seeing that Zhao Linchuan did not intend to pursue the matter further, she couldn't continue to make a scene. She could only glare fiercely at Yue Shen and squeeze a few words through her teeth.
"Yue Shen, you just wait!"
"Enough." Zhao Linchuan interrupted their silent exchange of daggers. "Yue Shen, come with me. There is something to be done."
Upon hearing this, the submissiveness on Yue Shen's face instantly turned into docility. "Yes," she replied. As she passed by Yan Fei, she even gave a slight nod and, in a breathy whisper audible only to the two of them, elegantly added, "Sister, do get some rest, and try not to... 'catch a cold' again."
Deep blue moonlight surged from her body, gently enveloping her and Zhao Linchuan.
With a flash of light, the two transformed into a streak of flowing light that slipped into the horizon and vanished.
They left behind only Yan Fei, who stood in the courtyard trembling with rage but utterly helpless, shaking her fist at the sky. "Yue Shen! If I don't get my revenge, I'll write my name backward!"
Above Nuoding City, the clouds drifted and unfurled.
Yue Shen stood suspended in mid-air, her feet resting on a solid, deep blue halo of moonlight condensed from pure soul power, which steadily supported Zhao Linchuan.
The high-altitude wind tugged at their robes. Below, the streets and houses of Nuoding City looked like an exquisite chessboard model, with pedestrians appearing like ants.
"Yue Shen, can you sense how many Title Douluo-level auras are currently in Nuoding City?" Zhao Linchuan asked, looking down at the city.
Yue Shen closed her eyes slightly upon hearing this.
In an instant, an intangible yet terrifyingly vast and pure mental force, like mercury spilling onto the ground or moonlight shining upon the world, spread out silently, gently yet thoroughly sweeping through every corner of Nuoding City.
This mental force was controlled to the peak of perfection, causing no fluctuations in soul power. Even a Title Douluo, unless they specifically cultivated the mental domain, would find it extremely difficult to detect.
After a few breaths, she opened her eyes, a flash of deep blue light vanishing from her pupils, and reported softly, "Young Master, there are currently five Title Douluos in the city, belonging to three different factions."
"Two of them have soul power auras that lean toward the feminine and the mysterious; they are staying at the Spirit Hall branch in the east of the city."
"Two others have auras that are fierce and heavy. They are staying in the same area as the Haotian Sect scouts who left earlier; they should be from the Haotian Sect."
"The last one is staying at a trading firm in the west of the city with the scouts from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect sent people too? Zhao Linchuan's thoughts raced, and a plan instantly took shape in his mind.
"Yue Shen, lure them out. Let's find some entertainment." A playful arc tugged at the corner of Zhao Linchuan's mouth. He flipped his wrist and retrieved the left leg bone he had obtained from Tang Hao from the system space.
He aimed at a stream flowing through the city below and flicked his hand, tossing the priceless soul bone directly down!
With a soft "plop," the soul bone fell into the stream, splashing a small spray of water before being swept away by the current.
"Yes!" Yue Shen understood immediately. She closed her eyes again and formed a profound seal with her fingertips.
A powerful mental suggestion, like an invisible thread, precisely connected to the spiritual senses of the five Title Douluos in the city.
The five Title Douluos, who were either discussing matters in their respective lodgings or observing the movements inside and outside the city, felt their hearts skip a beat at almost the exact same time, a strong sense of premonition surging within them!
It was as if something extremely important, inextricably linked to their own fates, had suddenly appeared somewhere in the city!
That attraction was like a beacon in the dark, impossible for them to ignore.
Five powerful auras erupted from different parts of Nuoding City like sharks smelling blood, lunging toward the stream in the west of the city at astonishing speeds!
Gu Rong was the fastest, arriving at the streamside first.
At a single glance, he saw the leg bone in the stream, swaying with the water and emitting an alluring soul light!
"Hahaha! It really is a soul bone! And this aura... it's at least fifty thousand years old!"
Gu Rong was overjoyed. "This treasure is destined to be mine!"
He let out a loud laugh and grabbed at the air. His massive soul power transformed into an invisible giant hand, instantly scooping the soul bone from the stream and into his grasp.
However, the moment he secured it, four terrifying auras no weaker than his own descended with a boom, locking onto him firmly!
"Gu Rong! Drop the soul bone!" Two roars exploded like thunder. Two streaks of black light, carrying violent hammer intent, did not hesitate, smashing down toward the just-turning Gu Rong from both left and right!
On the other side, the figures of Yue Guan and Gui Mei appeared like ghosts. Yue Guan's feminine voice carried a hint of surprise and playfulness. "Oh? It's the rats from the Haotian Sect and a 'friend' from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"
Gui Mei remained silent, but black mist swirled around him, his aura also locking onto the battlefield.
Gu Rong's expression changed. Feeling the chilling killing intent of the four Title Douluos surrounding him, he knew he could not afford to be pinned down.
He made a decisive choice, stuffing the soul bone into his robes. His body erupted with brilliant soul power, and he forcibly withstood a hammer strike from a Haotian Sect elder, using the momentum to retreat rapidly while shouting:
"This item is ownerless! I found it first, so it is mine! If you want it, come and take it with your own ability!" With that, he transformed into a streak of light and sped toward the desolate area outside the city.
"Pursue!"
"Don't you dare run!"
The four figures gave chase without a moment's hesitation.
The allure of the soul bone, combined with their respective stances and missions, turned the pursuit white-hot in an instant.
Yet from beginning to end, Zhao Linchuan and Yue Shen hovered silently in the air not far above their heads.
Yue Shen's formidable mental power distorted the light and their auras, perfectly shielding them from the group's sight and perception.
"Let's go, we should follow and watch this good show."
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