When Xiao Yu returned to his cultivation grounds in the Falling Cloud Sect, Lü Luo came forward to greet him, his face full of delighted surprise.
"Junior Brother-ah, no, Senior Brother, I'm truly sorry. We were incompetent and let Perfected Zhiyang escape," Lü Luo said guiltily.
Xiao Yu glanced around and found the skies nearby deserted. Not one of his spirit insects or spirit beasts remained, and even Cheng Tiankun was nowhere to be seen.
"What happened? Where are Senior Brother Cheng and my spirit beasts?" Xiao Yu asked, his expression tightening.
"Senior Brother Cheng and your spirit beasts all went after Perfected Zhiyang. He told me to stay here and wait for your return," Lü Luo said cautiously.
"How long ago? Which direction?" Xiao Yu had no time for idle chatter and asked directly.
"Not long ago, less than a quarter of an hour. They went this way." Not daring to delay, Lü Luo pointed west, then added:
"Senior Brother Cheng asked me to give you this. He said you could use it to roughly sense his location within a certain distance."
As he spoke, he took out an ornament shaped like a bronze lock and tossed it to Xiao Yu.
Xiao Yu caught the bronze lock and injected a thread of magic power into it. At once, a cool sensation traveled from his hand into his heart.
"Understood. Take good care of the sect!"
After giving Lü Luo this instruction, Xiao Yu activated the Illusory Thunder Wings on his back and streaked west as a beam of golden light.
He flew over a thousand li without stopping, and the cool sensation from the bronze lock in his hand gradually became slightly hot.
His heart stirred. It must have detected Cheng Tiankun's location.
After circling the vicinity, he found