"Huh? This magic power feels so familiar." Li Xiaoya had sensed it too. The magic power emanating from that cultivator felt remarkably familiar to him, and he could not help wondering about it as he followed everyone outside.
Once outside, everyone shot into the air. Jiang Lingzi instructed the others to keep watch, then flew with the group toward that cultivator.
From far away, they saw several cultivators facing off against two others. One was dressed like an old farmer, and the other was short and fat. Who else could they be but Zhang Cai and Dong Santong?
"Ah, it's Senior Brother Zhang Cai!" Li Xiaoya brightened at the sight of Zhang Cai. Thinking it over, it made sense: Heavenly Venerable Daoling had sent them to investigate the bloody murders, so naturally they would come now that the Lin Family had suffered such a tragedy. As for the short, fat fellow, although many years had passed and his appearance had changed considerably, Li Xiaoya still recognized him as Dong Santong.
"There, there! Aren't they coming now?" Seeing the group approach, Zhang Cai pointed at them and called out to the disciples before him.
"Ah, isn't that Senior Brother Zhang?" Jiang Lingzi's expression shifted when he spotted Zhang Cai, and he exclaimed from a distance.
"Hahaha! Little Poison Lump, so you're leading the team!" Zhang Cai seemed quite familiar with Jiang Lingzi. He laughed heartily at the sight of him, even calling him by a rather unflattering nickname.
"Hehe, you're teasing me, Senior Brother Zhang. I reckoned you'd arrive sometime in the next few days, but I didn't expect you so soon." Jiang Lingzi was only at the early golden core stage, and Zhang Cai had done him some favors. Knowing his temperament, he answered with a chuckle.
"Ah, if it