Zhai Que'er did not stop Black Robe from leaving. She even waved him off, calling out only at the end, "Senior Brother, don't forget to keep in touch! Oh, right—if that big hornet tries to play tricks, just mention 'Graveyard of Grudges.' You definitely won't go wrong!"
It was hard to say what Black Robe thought, but when those words carried over, Ling Xi Wanderer's thoughts in the depths of his consciousness jolted violently.
Someone capable of transforming into a demon body even after having his head pierced by a sword naturally could not have completely lost consciousness from a single blow. He could still sense changes in the outside world through special means, and he had heard every word exchanged between the two demonic sect cultivators.
Yet the more clearly he understood, the more chill seeped into his heart.
First, the newcomer's mild attitude had caused his plan to escape amid the chaos to die before it was born.
Second, Zhai Que'er's familiarity with the Yellow Springs Secret Mansion—the Five Sacred Peaks True Form Diagram, the Mystic Talisman Spirit Sealing Divine Ability Forbidden Zone, her knowledge of the Xuan Ling Yin, even that superior art, the Twelve Heavens of Jade Firmament's Profound Passage—were all things he had painstakingly investigated over the past few years. Yet others already knew them like the back of their hands. What was one man's strength compared with a great clan such as the demonic sects? It was utterly insignificant!
Finally, that mention of the "Graveyard of Grudges" had nearly frightened his soul out of his body. He almost leapt up and demanded:
How did you know?
So the Yellow Springs Secret Mansion is in the underground forest? A hazy thought swept past for no apparent reason, then twisted away.
Ling Xi Wanderer's heart first