Bu Min's aged face gradually darkened.
"Fellow Daoist Leng, this matter concerns Lord Yin Zhuang and is no trifling affair. Senior Yinshuo personally promised Lord Yin Zhuang that he would head to the Corpse Ancient Secret Realm. Now that Lord Yin Zhuang has summoned the major Rogue Cultivators of Floating Dust Ridge and departure is imminent, Senior Yinshuo has vanished without a trace?"
Faced with Bu Min's questioning, a trace of gravity finally flashed across Leng Qingying's cool face.
"Fellow Daoist Bu, Senior Yinshuo left half a year ago without mentioning where he was going. I truly do not know where he is."
"Good. Very good." Bu Min's tone was cold and harsh. "Then this old man shall report truthfully to Lord Yin Zhuang. I only hope that when Lord Yin Zhuang comes personally to question you, Fellow Daoist Leng, you can remain just as composed—and that Yinshuo can remain safely hidden."
Having said that, Bu Min shot Leng Qingying a sinister glare before turning and leaving.
The Leng Residence had a great defensive formation. It was not something a mere Void Refinement cultivator like him could breach.
Though Bu Min knew that returning to report like this would surely earn Yin Zhuang's punishment, he had no other choice and could only slink away in disgrace.
Leng Qingying watched his departing back, her expression as cool as ever, impossible to tell what she was thinking.
Song Wen, hidden in the shadows, quietly followed behind Bu Min.
Song Wen had Shadow Void keep watch over Bu Min in secret. With the enormous gap of two major realms between them, there was no need to worry about Bu Min discovering their trail.
After following him for several hundred thousand li, Song Wen discovered that Bu Min had been traveling northeast all along—precisely