The next day.
Just as dawn broke, Song Wen received another message from Mo You.
[Senior, where are you? Leave the city at once and head south. This junior is also rushing south.]
[What happened?]
As Song Wen sent his reply, he left the secret chamber in the teahouse where he had been staying.
[Madam Jade Bone has already left the sect,] Mo You replied.
Having just left the city, Song Wen noticed Mo You speeding through the morning light several hundred miles ahead to his left.
Yet Mo You had clearly not noticed Song Wen.
In truth, he had only met Song Wen once. At the time, Song Wen had worn a cloak and a mask, revealing neither his appearance nor aura.
In other words, he did not recognize Song Wen at all.
[Senior, have you left the city?]
[I have. I'm not far from you.]
Mo You looked around.
At present, quite a few cultivators were entering and leaving the city, with escape lights filling the sky. For the moment, he could not tell which of those lights belonged to Song Wen.
Nor could he detect anyone secretly communicating through a transmission jade slip. He could only give up searching and continue hurrying onward with his head lowered.
[Do you know where Madam Jade Bone is going?] Song Wen asked.
[This junior does not,] Mo You said.
[Then how can you track her?] Song Wen pressed.
[Senior, rest assured. This junior has his own preparations,] Mo You said.
Song Wen asked no more. He followed more than a thousand miles behind Mo You, proceeding unhurriedly.
Before long, the two had traveled tens of thousands of miles.
The surrounding sky was no longer filled with escape lights as numerous as stars, and Mo You had naturally noticed Song Wen