After confirming that Xu Taiping had indeed accepted the bounty.
Zhu Huai and the others in the pavilion all paled.
Duan Xiaoyu looked especially worried as she said:
"Eldest Brother Taiping, why did you have to accept the bounty at a time like this?"
Chu Xiaoxiao and the others beside her looked equally puzzled and worried.
Even Old Martial God Zhu Huai frowned at this moment and said:
"The strength of just three people isn't enough to deal with Yuanlingzi and the Blood Ancestor behind him. Taiping, you should have waited to see whether the Dragon-Slaying Ranking would bestow another fortuitous opportunity before accepting the bounty!"
Little Martial Aunt Lu Rushuang spoke then, clinging to a sliver of hope:
"Perhaps Taiping and the others have only accepted the bounty and haven't arrived yet."
No sooner had she spoken than Xiahou You said from behind them, a trace of helplessness in her voice:
"No, they're already on their way to Blood Mist Village."
Under everyone's puzzled gazes, Xiahou You pointed at a spectral image in the easternmost corner of the Dragon-Suppressing Platform before continuing:
"See for yourselves."
Everyone looked in the direction Xiahou You pointed.
Within that inconspicuous spectral image, Xu Taiping's party of four rode the clouds and mist, harnessing the wind as they cut through the sky.
Ahead of them, Blood Mist Village was faintly visible, blood qi surging into the heavens.
Everyone who saw this looked puzzled and bewildered, unable to understand what Xu Taiping and the others were thinking, insisting on heading to Blood Mist Village at precisely this moment.
Not only those inside the pavilion, but even the ordinary spectating cultivators in the stands wore expressions of disbelief when they saw Xu Taiping and the others racing toward Blood Mist Village.
For a time, discussion and