Not long after Chen Liu left, Ye Lin arrived at the place where Chen Liu had previously stayed. Looking at the bottle Chen Liu had left behind, Ye Lin put it into his Spatial Ring.
"His wisdom is monstrous indeed. He really is clever."
Ye Lin smiled faintly and followed after Chen Liu.
Meanwhile, having just sent Ye Lin away, Murong Hanxuan immediately turned and ran for his life. He knew that Hundred Flowers Tower possessed treasures specifically used to track a target's location.
So he had to run—the farther he got from Hundred Flowers Tower, the greater the chance of the plan succeeding. Yet even after nearly running himself half to death, he had only covered a million li.
This was already his limit, the limit of a Heavenly Immortal expert.
Otherwise... he had just placed the order, only for the mission target to be ten meters away. Wouldn't that be a complete joke?
"Whew..."
Within a thicket, Murong Hanxuan braced his left hand against a large tree and gasped for breath, his complexion having changed completely.
Even he could barely endure traveling at such intensity.
Still, the results were quite gratifying.
"No. If Ye Lin succeeds, that fellow should be heading in my direction. I have to take some precautions."
"None of those who can become prodigies are simple characters."
After resting for a moment, Murong Hanxuan began setting up a formation. He needed to make all the preparations in advance.
In the blink of an eye, night fell. Stars dotted the night sky, and a full moon hung high overhead.
Murong Hanxuan sat cross-legged beneath a large tree, deep in meditation.
The night was dark, but to cultivators, it was no different from daytime.
Just then, a breeze swept past. Murong Hanxuan slowly opened his eyes, and