Within a few breaths, Sushang had been pinned to the ground by the Divine Abilities of Bai Li and the other Banner Spirits, her long hair disheveled, her appearance utterly wretched.
Although she, too, was at mid-Golden Core, she had faced several Golden Core Banner Spirits attacking together, on top of Chu Mo's own considerable strength. Her defeat had been absolute.
"Junior Brother Youxuan, why are you doing this? Is there some misunderstanding between us?"
Sushang lay sprawled miserably on the ground, straining to look up at Chu Mo, her expression dazed.
This was the Red Silk Realm, territory belonging to the Immortal Garden! How had he gotten in? Why had he been able to find her so precisely? And how had his cultivation and strength advanced by such leaps and bounds that she could not fight back at all?
Question after question raced through Sushang's mind, leaving her bewildered and alarmed.
"A misunderstanding?" Chu Mo smiled, crouched down, and said gently, "How could this be a misunderstanding? I came here specifically for Senior Brother Jiqing."
Sushang's eyes shifted. Putting on an innocent expression, she said pitifully, "What Senior Brother Jiqing? Your senior sister only came to this realm to gather red fate aura."
"Really? Why did I hear that Senior Brother Jiqing was preparing for capturing the spirit and manifesting the dharma form to advance to Nascent Soul? Do you know where he is now, Senior Sister?"
Sushang's pupils contracted. How did Youxuan know about this?!
She stared fixedly at Chu Mo. Seeing his calm, confident expression, she immediately understood that he must have obtained reliable information to say such a thing.
She turned her head away and kept her mouth shut.
Chu Mo was not disappointed. With a soft chuckle, he shook his head. "You don't want to