"Senior Brother, the sect gate is in sight. This demon won't be able to stir up any more trouble.
Let us part ways here."
Three hundred li outside Du Xian Sect's gates, atop the same cloud, Li Changshou, disguised as 'Old Daoist Qi Yuan,' suddenly bade Jiu Wu farewell.
"Junior Brother Qi Yuan, why not come with me to the Hall of Rewards and Punishments?"
Jiu Wu was somewhat taken aback. "This demon-slaying was half your merit as well. You should come claim your reward."
'Qi Yuan' smiled. "This reward, along with this Spirit Beast Bag, please pass them on to my two disciples.
To be honest, Senior Brother, I have urgent business to return to Lindong City for.
After all this delay, by the time I return, it will be about time for our appointment."
An appointment?
Jiu Wu frowned and nodded, seeming as though he wanted to say something but held it back.
'Qi Yuan' made a Daoist salute and turned to ride away on his cloud.
But before 'Qi Yuan' had flown even half a zhang, Jiu Wu called out, "Junior Brother, wait!
Could you tell your senior brother whom you are meeting?"
Li Changshou secretly let out a breath of relief...
Martial Uncle had taken the bait. That made things easy.
"Well..." Li Changshou deliberately put on a troubled expression before letting out a despondent sigh. "I dare not deceive Senior Brother. A few months ago, my senior sister sent me two letters, asking to meet me in Lindong City."
Jiu Wu clearly froze. He raised his fingers to calculate, repeatedly confirming that still-vivid memory in his heart.
For a moment, Jiu Wu's expression became exceedingly strange.
And what Jiu Wu said next was somewhat beyond Li Changshou's expectations.
"That is impossible.
Junior Brother Qi Yuan,