Xu Changqing immediately called out to Chu Qiu in the room, "Senior Brother Chu, I have something to do at Water-Control Pavilion. Make yourself at home."
Chu Qiu glanced toward the stairway and said somewhat awkwardly, "I'd better go with you."
Only in the past few days had he learned that Junior Brother Xu had a female Dao companion.
She was quite pretty, too.
She seemed to be an Advanced Alchemist.
The two of them tossed and turned every night. No wonder Lin An lived a hundred meters away.
If he stayed behind, it would not feel right. It would be too easy for people to misunderstand.
Xu Changqing nodded. "All right, then let's go together."
He immediately summoned his means of transportation, the Big-Leaf Grass.
Chu Qiu walked out of the house.
The two stood side by side, then shot into the air and flew toward Water-Control Pavilion.
There was barely any conversation along the way.
After all, Chu Qiu had something weighing on his mind and did not feel like talking.
Meanwhile, Xu Changqing was considering how to speak with Lao Bai later.
If the other party tried to swallow a lion whole, then there would be no cooperation.
No matter what, Xu Changqing was not someone who liked being taken advantage of.
After about an hour, the two approached Black Lake and could already see Water-Control Pavilion.
Yet this time, they saw a different sight—or rather, made a different discovery.
The thing in the water was no longer the hundred-zhang-long yellow Soaring Serpent.
Instead, it was the head of a turtle, black with a streak of crimson.
It looked exceedingly docile and did not move at all.
It was like a black island.
Its shell was carved with intricate runes.
They looked somewhat like an Eight-Trigram Pattern.