Seeing Purple Ultimate about to give chase, Su Jiu stopped him. "Don't chase them. Finding him matters more. They've been tainted with Innate Origin Qi anyway, so they won't live much longer."
Thinking of Su Jiu's condition, Purple Ultimate nodded obediently and said nothing more.
Just as they were about to continue onward, however, Su Jiu suddenly seemed to spot something and flew back down to the ground.
She glanced at the distinct marks left by threads scraping across a tree trunk, then at the footprints almost entirely covered by dead leaves. "A Ling stopped here."
With that, she turned and walked over to another tree, taking a scrap of clothing from one of its branches.
"It's A Ling's..."
The fabrics used for the uniforms of major sects were far from ordinary. They were woven from spiritual silk and thread, and once the garments were finished, they underwent special refining before being issued to disciples.
By the time the disciples received these garments, they had already become magic treasures.
How could clothing like that be torn so easily by a branch?
That left only one possibility: Yun Huanling had torn it himself.
Su Jiu guessed that he might have stayed here for quite some time, only to be forced to leave by something beyond his control...
She couldn't help thinking of the two Vengeful Ghosts from earlier. Had they been involved?
Although those two Vengeful Ghosts were strong, Su Jiu didn't believe Yun Huanling would lose to them. There was probably some other factor at play.
Still, even Su Jiu could glean little useful information from a single scrap of clothing.
Su Jiu lowered her head in thought, then beckoned with one hand. The thin line stretching along the ground instantly vanished without a trace.
Purple Ultimate had yet to