After entering the city, Mo Qi also bid Su Jiu farewell.
Presumably, she had returned to the Mo Household.
What puzzled Su Jiu, however, was that Qiao Zirong kept following her. He had even checked into the same inn.
"Weren't you going to some Mountain God Temple?" Su Jiu looked at Qiao Zirong in confusion.
Qiao Zirong rubbed the top of his head and said somewhat sheepishly, "I don't know when the worship begins. I'm planning to look around the streets tomorrow first."
Su Jiu nodded and returned to her room without saying anything more.
The next day, Qiao Zirong had intended to ask Su Jiu whether she wanted to come along, only to discover that her room was empty.
The Yun Household, Nameless City.
Three years ago, Yun Huanling had been hauled home by his own uncle, under the fine-sounding pretext that his advancement was too slow and he must have been affected by the outside world. Cultivating at home would calm his mind and settle his spirit. He had also been forbidden to leave until he reached Golden Core.
Yun Huanling practically wanted to spit in his face.
He had reached Foundation Establishment Late Stage at only forty-seven, and that was slow? Slow, my ass! If you wanted to haul me home, just say so. Why come up with such a lousy excuse?
And Golden Core? At his cultivation speed, that might take another thirty or forty years. By then, Su Jiu would probably have forgotten him without a trace.
So every year, as soon as July arrived, his mind began stirring, and he tried every conceivable way to escape. But three years! Three whole years, and he had not succeeded even once!
His household's Teleportation Array had even been set to block him.
He was so frustrated