Su Tong felt his heart skip a beat and hurried forward a couple of steps, only to hear a sharp, piercing shriek from over there that set people's vital energy and blood churning. He was also well-versed in the arts of the soul and mind, so how could he not know this was a method to shock and kill spirits? Once this move was unleashed, it was equivalent to tearing off the masks between both sides. Just which idiot...
Then he caught sight of the figure of Xia Shuqi hurtling forward through the clouds.
Su Tong cursed angrily, never expecting the people of the Thousand Peaks Sect to be so unrelenting, ascending the gale band a step earlier than him to directly come and seek trouble. Yet what good would ruining the "bird-hunting" grand plan do for the Thousand Peaks Sect? In the agreement, they were supposed to take the lion's share...
Just as he was caught in a flustered and agonizing mental gap, he suddenly heard the clanging sound of metal. Not knowing who had drawn a sword, it chimed almost simultaneously with that sound, and he saw Xia Shuqi let out a miserable howl, blood bursting from the top of his head as he tumbled downward.
The situation changed far too quickly, and for a moment Su Tong was stunned as well, but his momentum still carried him forward. Upon reaching the scene, the very first person he laid eyes on was that "Master You". She was draped in a hooded black robe very common in the Northern Wilderness, concealing every inch of skin, with a thin layer of smoke drifting before her hood that made her features impossible to discern.
Throughout the time they had known each other, Su Tong had only been able to tell from