Su Shi'er's gaze fell on the courtyard, and he immediately understood.
Could this be where Yin Qingxue lived?
Spanning dozens of miles, it was more than spacious enough to serve as a cultivator's dwelling.
But...
As the thought flashed through his mind, Su Shi'er frowned.
Just as the two drew near, before they could enter the snowbound courtyard, a resonant crane cry rang across the land.
Two white cranes flapped their wings, stirring up a fierce gale that swept snowflakes into the sky before descending before the courtyard gates.
At the sight, Yin Qingxue, who had been hastening forward with Su Shi'er, abruptly came to a halt.
"Damn it!"
With a low curse, Yin Qingxue clenched her fists. Behind her silver mask, her eyes clearly revealed anxiety and agitation.
Su Shi'er still said nothing. He merely silently circulated the Breath Concealment and Spirit Gathering Art, suppressing his aura to the utmost limit.
Although the Jade Talisman talismans Yin Qingxue had used concealed their auras and tracks, he still did not dare let down his guard in the slightest before cultivators of this caliber.
As things stood, he had not a shred of combat strength.
Yin Qingxue's reaction made it clear that she was deeply wary of the two people in sight.
Once they were exposed, as someone from the Heavenly Capital, she might not necessarily come to harm. But he, who came from Muyun Prefecture, would likely not be so fortunate.
Knowing full well what was at stake, Su Shi'er naturally would not joke with his own life.
Before the courtyard gates.
Two figures drifted down from the backs of the white crane spirit beasts. One of them, a square-faced cultivator, raised his hand and unleashed a surging blast of True Yuan at the courtyard gates.
The force slammed heavily