About an hour later, two streaks of escape light, one blue and one red, came from the horizon and landed not far from Liu Yu, revealing two female cultivators.
They were Jiang Qiushui and Leng Yuexin.
Five years had passed. Both women were Foundation Establishment cultivators, and their appearances had hardly changed.
"Senior Brother."
"Senior Brother Qing Yang."
The two women, who had hurried over after receiving his message, cupped their hands in greeting.
Over these five years, Liu Yu had left most routine patrols to Jiang Qiushui and Leng Yuexin, only stepping in himself when problems arose.
The two women led the disciples under them on these daily patrols.
Patrols had been relatively frequent during the first two years, but as the situation grew more stable and the Sects strengthened their control over the region, patrol assignments gradually decreased.
Thus, the assignments had not taken much time away from their cultivation, and both had made progress.
Confusion flashed through Jiang Qiushui's beautiful eyes as she looked at Liu Yu inquisitively, puzzled.
She had received his message while on patrol and rushed over immediately. She did not understand why her senior brother had summoned her, let alone both of them at once.
Could something important have happened again?
Could remnants of White Cloud Temple have emerged to stir up wind and waves again?!
Jiang Qiushui silently speculated.
But that's unlikely. There hasn't been any news of White Cloud Temple remnants in the region Senior Brother oversees for three years.
The remaining White Cloud Temple cultivators should have recognized the situation by now. They know exposing themselves is no different from seeking their own deaths. Surely they wouldn't show themselves now?!
Then what could it be?
Her thoughts shifted as she continued making wild guesses.
She glanced at Leng Yuexin, but