Lan Chen and Song Wen hurried all the way to the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect.
After discussing the matter, the two decided to bring Mo Yexue along and head to the Mysterious Yin Sect together.
Should Ghost Suanni and Blood Brow realize they were outmatched and flee separately, Mo Yexue, a peak Nascent Soul sword cultivator, would make their chances of escape even slimmer.
By the time the two arrived outside the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect's mountain gate, Mo Yexue was already waiting there.
Ten breaths earlier, she had received a message from Lan Chen and learned of their arrival.
"Extreme Yin, I never thought I would see you again. Lan Chen sent me a message earlier, saying that she was coming to visit with you. I thought she was joking with me." A sincere smile appeared on Mo Yexue's face.
Song Wen said, "Thank you for remembering me, Fellow Daoist Mo. Thirty years ago, I was fortunate enough to escape the encirclement and slaughter of Ghost Suanni, Yang Yu, and Blood Brow."
"When old friends reunite, we should raise our cups together. Come! Follow me into the sect. Today, we shall drink to our hearts' content." Mo Yexue spoke with great boldness.
Lan Chen curled her lips, clearly somewhat helpless.
"Yexue, we did not come here to drink with you."
Mo Yexue said indifferently, "No matter why you came, we will drink first and talk afterward."
"There will always be time for drinking. Business comes first."
Lan Chen refused Mo Yexue again, then explained the matter in detail.
"What!" Mo Yexue looked astonished. "You killed Yang Yu?"
Lan Chen said, "We did not kill Yang Yu. Extreme Yin killed Yang Yu alone."
Mo Yexue examined Song Wen from head to toe for a moment, then suddenly laughed.
"Good kill!