Southern Jambu Continent, Black Tortoise Kingdom.
Inside Yuzhou City.
Wearing a veil, Xu Linglong surveyed her surroundings in Yuzhou City: the hawkers crying their wares and the constables occasionally passing by on patrol.
Baibo followed beside Xu Linglong, black clothes covering almost his entire body and a strangely shaped hat covering his face as well. Still, with bodily proportions unlike a human's, he stood out somewhat in the street.
He kept drawing people's gazes.
Baibo disliked those scrutinizing looks-ants should not cast curious, puzzled glances at a god.
All they could do was feel terror and yearning.
"Did we have to come into the city?"
Watching Xu Linglong act like a young girl out shopping, Baibo could not help asking.
"Of course. After investigating so much information, this was as far as we could trace it. If we don't investigate thoroughly now, what was the point of spending all that effort?"
Xu Linglong sounded slightly playful. Her gaze turned toward a street vendor selling candied hawthorn skewers, and she gently raised her slender, jade-like hand. The next instant, a skewer appeared in her hand out of thin air:
"I'm afraid things over in Western Ox-He Continent can't buy us any more time."
"Chu Xingchen really is troublesome. He wants to toss the Buddhist Sect's affairs back into our hands, while forcing us to keep an eye on how things develop in Western Ox-He Continent."
"If that Guangming Buddha really enters Great Thunderclap Temple with Mahayana Buddhism, we might as well bundle ourselves up and get buried."
"After all, if that happens, I reckon even I would want to sell all of you out completely for a chance to cling to life in safety."
"All I can say is, that's Heavenly Fortune for you. Even at a time like this, he