Clearly, he could read the Northern Barbarians' script.
Qianhu Fan quickly rolled up the Cowhide Scroll and carefully put it away.
Then he saw Zhao Feng clutching his chest, pain written across his face.
"Men! Two of you, escort this Dark Guard back to Ever-Peace Prefecture. Send a signal to summon troops as well!" Qianhu Fan ordered decisively.
"Ink Eagle, was it? You'll receive credit for this!"
Then he led his men away in a cloud of dust.
Only then did Zhao Feng breathe a sigh of relief.
"Brother, you're incredible. You actually escaped from the Bone-Eating Shoal," the two Martial Suppression Guards beside him said.
"There are so many Exotic Beasts in there. It's terribly dangerous."
Zhao Feng reflected that he had encountered no other Exotic Beasts while escaping. The giant python's intimidating presence must have kept them from emerging.
The two Martial Suppression Guards escorted Zhao Feng all the way to the boundaries of the Prefecture City before turning back.
Zhao Feng did not hurry back to his sect.
Instead, he slipped back to his courtyard in Beautiful Water Alley. Although he had been living at the Fishing Ground for the past few months, he had kept renting this courtyard, preferring to leave it empty.
Zhao Feng buried the bottles and Treasure Medicine he had taken from the Northern Barbarian, along with the Eight Extremes Eternal Spring Art, beneath the courtyard's water vat. Then he quietly left.
Two days later, Zhao Feng appeared in the Nine Yang Gate's Inner Gate, his clothes ragged and his face haggard.
His arrival immediately caused a sensation.
"Senior Brother Zhao!"
"Senior Brother Zhao! You're alive!"
The disciples cried out in surprise as they saw him.
"Where are Master and Eldest Senior Brother?"
"They went to the Bone-Eating Shoal and haven't returned yet."