The Taste of Freedom

Two months later.

East Birch Market.

Song Wen appeared in the small courtyard Zhou Siyi had rented.

Over the past two months, he had made a trip to the Longevity Hall ruins.

Longevity Hall had been built beside a remote mountain village in mortal territory. Its entrance was a towering bronze gate, which should originally have been inscribed with an array formation. However, it had already been forcibly breached, and the bronze gate lay shattered across the ground.

The inside of Longevity Hall was much the same.

There should originally have been some mechanism puppets, but they too had been forcibly destroyed, leaving the place in complete disarray.

Song Wen encountered no danger within Longevity Hall, but likewise found nothing of value.

Only then did Song Wen realize that when he had traded with Mi He, he had been scheming against her—but hadn't Mi He been scheming against him as well?

Mi He knew perfectly well that Longevity Hall had already been stripped bare, with nothing valuable left inside.

This meant that Song Wen's hopes of finding clues to the Divine Blood Sect or the Corpse King Reincarnation Art in Longevity Hall had come to nothing. He could only think of another way.

"Junior Brother Extreme Yin, you're back?" Zhou Siyi walked out of the room.

Song Wen nodded. "Senior Sister, I plan to leave East Birch Market. What are your plans?"

"Wherever you go, Junior Brother, I'll go." Zhou Siyi replied without hesitation.

"Senior Sister, following me won't be safe," Song Wen said.

Zhou Siyi sighed softly. "I know that with my strength, following you would only make me a burden. But I am, after all, an outcast disciple of the Beast Taming Sect. If I remain in East Birch Market for too long, there is always the risk