"Junior Brother Chen, I need to keep tracking down where the Heart Demon fled. You've seemed distracted these past few days. Is it because the Mortal World suppresses our cultivation so harshly that you're having trouble adjusting? Are you all right?" Riding a yellow crane, Ling Feng leisurely drank his wine and looked with concern at Chen Changsheng on another yellow crane as he asked.
Seated on his yellow crane, Chen Changsheng seemed not to have heard Ling Feng. Only when Ling Feng called his name again did he raise his head somewhat stiffly and force a smile. "Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother Ling. I've felt a little tired these past few days. After all, the Mortal World isn't a good place for cultivators like us."
"Why don't you head back first? It's only a Divine Soul without a body. I'm still confident I can deal with it," Ling Feng said after some thought.
Chen Changsheng considered it, then nodded. "In that case, I'll return to the Azure Cloud Sect first and report this to the Sect Master. Allow me to wish you swift victory, Senior Brother Ling!"
Ling Feng had taken the initiative to invite Chen Changsheng on this trip to the Mortal World. He seemed intent on winning Chen Changsheng over, but aside from feeding him some lofty, beguiling principles along the way, he had done nothing that aroused Chen Changsheng's suspicions.
If anything could be called suspicious, it was Chen Changsheng's use of the forbidden soul-searching technique, which had crossed the line even further than Ling Feng's actions.
Right now, Chen Changsheng's mind was entirely on Zu Yuan's newly acquired body. Ouyang had struck far too ruthlessly, smashing the entire body into such tiny pieces that it could not even be pieced back together.
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