An hour later, an Escaping Light shot due south, glowing fiery red.
Within that Escaping Light was none other than Li Xiaoya. Before leaving the mountain, he had first visited Senior Brother Liu Hang's cave abode and checked it over. Finding nothing unusual, he had gone to his Fourth Senior Sister's cave abode and left a Voice Transmission Talisman with farewell messages for the three of them. Then it had suddenly occurred to him that, if he stayed away too long and failed to give Senior Sister Zhang Hong the Magic Treasure he had obtained for her in time, she might struggle to find a suitable one herself. He told her that he had left something at his little house for her to collect.
Of course, Li Xiaoya was not foolish enough to leave it out in the house. Instead, he had concealed it somewhere secluded with restrictions. He had also left Zhang Hong the jade token for redeeming the remaining spirit stones. After all, they had recovered the treasures together; he could hardly spend all the spirit stones himself.
Once that was done, Li Xiaoya followed the route Xuandaozi had given him and flew straight toward the Lin Family, where the incident had occurred.
While Li Xiaoya was flying toward the Lin Family, several other groups of cultivators were also racing there from other directions.
One group consisted of two streaks of light, one ahead of the other: a golden streak and a rare white Escaping Light. Within the golden light was a cultivator dressed like an old farmer, none other than Zhang Cai. The short, plump monk within the white light was naturally Dong Santong.
"Hey, Martial Uncle Zhang! Slow down! I can barely keep up!" Dong Santong shouted as he flew.
"You're nothing but trouble! I'm only