"Look... Elder Mu, I'm just wandering around because I'm bored. You don't have to follow me every waking moment, do you?"
The next day, Qin Yu had wanted to stroll around the Heavenly Formation Sect, but Mu Yang followed him wherever he went, watching him as though guarding against a thief.
Whenever Qin Yu tried to study the formations within the sect grounds, Mu Yang deliberately released faint pulses of soul power to interfere.
But the instant Qin Yu turned around, Mu Yang stopped and put on a practiced smile.
"Uh, haha, don't take offense, young friend. As you know, our disciples have rather peculiar temperaments. If a conflict really broke out, even I would have trouble handling it."
Mu Yang gave a couple of dry chuckles, then promptly found himself a suitable excuse.
In truth, however, Mu Yang's inner monologue went: I can't let you brat steal the things we worked so hard to develop.
"I'll just do my best to avoid the places they frequent."
"Wouldn't that make our Heavenly Formation Sect seem utterly lacking in hospitality?"
Whatever Qin Yu said, Mu Yang kept smiling and deflecting with jokes.
Seeing that neither oil nor salt could get through to him, Qin Yu simply abandoned the idea of sending him away and let Mu Yang follow him.
You have Zhang Liang's schemes, and naturally, I have a ladder over the wall.
Mu Yang's soul power was indeed stronger than Qin Yu's, but...
His Dou Qi wasn't special like Qin Yu's.
And so, with Mu Yang following close behind, Qin Yu arrived at a valley.
This valley was where the Heavenly Formation Sect cultivated medicinal herbs, with numerous formations laid out inside to gather vitality and hasten the herbs' growth.
Although the Heavenly Formation Sect studied nothing but formations, setting