A streak of watery-blue light came to an abrupt halt above Winterfrost City.
Several Core Formation Cultivators behind him had to veer around him. One even cursed as he passed.
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Ji Yuan narrowed his eyes. The aura of a Golden Core Peak Stage cultivator descended upon the man, frightening him into clasping his hands and begging for mercy.
"You've misunderstood, fellow Daoist! I was cursing my brother. Yes, him."
He hurriedly pointed toward a streak of light already flying into the distance.
"Get lost!"
Ji Yuan's hoarse rebuke sent the bald Demonic Cultivator fleeing.
Ji Yuan had stopped so suddenly because of Wen Jiu's message.
From Wen Jiu's voice, he was undoubtedly badly injured. That was precisely what worried Ji Yuan—he had few friends to begin with.
Wen Jiu, a cultivator of the Black-and-White Divine Hall who had been willing to share Divine Spirit Incense with him, was certainly one of them.
Now that Ji Yuan knew Wen Jiu was seriously hurt, there was no way he could remain unmoved.
"Where are you? Tell me your location."
Ji Yuan did not ask what had happened. The urgent thing was to find him first.
After he sent the message, another moment passed before a reply came. As the Communication Talisman trembled in Ji Yuan's hand, Wen Jiu's voice sounded once more above his Sea of Consciousness.
"I've already... already returned to Winterfrost City. I'm in the eastern part of the city. Brother Li, you needn't come. I'm caught up in trouble right now."
Wen Jiu sounded increasingly helpless as he spoke.
Ji Yuan's reply was just as simple.
"Tell me. Don't worry."
This time, Wen Jiu did not respond.
Ji Yuan frowned slightly and added, "Or if I were in danger, would you treat me the same way?"