Whew...!
He was getting a little restless!
Unable to stop himself from frowning, Li Su slowly opened his eyes.
The supreme treasures had been taken out, and the Saints had borne the burden for an entire day.
In the Third World, that amounted to a full year having passed.
Yet after all that time, he had not gathered a single piece of information related to his teacher and the others.
Li Su had sent vast numbers of cells into all three worlds—the Third, the Second, and the First. Virtually every major city fell within his cells' information-gathering range.
Every minute, at least several billion pieces of information flowed back to him.
Yet among all that information, he had failed to find even half a scrap related to his teacher and the others.
He had even investigated the sect Zhu Chihu had once stayed in, yet still found no useful information.
Their last memories there dated back to a long time ago, roughly not long after Li Su had vanished.
No matter how he looked at it, this was abnormal!
The traces had been cleaned up far too thoroughly.
If nothing had gone wrong, his teacher and the others could never have vanished so silently. Especially since Sister Zhu already knew his identity—knew that he was the Dao Child of the Interception Sect. Even if they had other matters to attend to, they should at least have left behind one or two contacts to wait for his return.
Several consecutive days without any news had undoubtedly made him anxious.
Something had happened!
Something had definitely happened while he was away. Otherwise, the traces would never have been erased so cleanly.
The sect Zhu Chihu had once stayed in had clearly been preparing to receive her and make her a true disciple.