"You two are Man Huzi's disciples?"
Ever since he had begun traveling with his Yang Spirit incarnation ten years ago, Lin Yun had been searching for Man Huzi, hoping to trade for the piece of geng essence in his possession. After all, obtaining geng essence from Man Huzi would be easier than getting it from the Star Palace's treasury.
Yet after several years of searching, he still had not found any trace of Man Huzi.
Left with no alternative, he had begun searching from memory for a place called Demon Lake Island. But aside from Man Huzi and his female disciple, only the unaffiliated cultivators living near the island knew of it.
Lin Yun had spent years searching without finding anything. That was why he had seized these two disciples of Man Huzi today.
The gray-robed elder and the blue-robed man were both startled by his words. Someone who could bring them here without a sound clearly possessed a cultivation level beyond their ability to fathom. This had to be a Nascent Soul cultivator!
The two hurriedly rose and looked toward the voice, only to see a young man standing ahead with his back to them.
Before either could speak, Lin Yun asked again, "Doesn't Man Huzi have a female disciple as well? Where is she?"
Hearing this, the two instantly grew apprehensive. From his tone, could this man harbor an irreconcilable, heaven-sharing hatred for their master's lineage, and intend to catch all of Man Huzi's disciples in one net?!
"S-Senior, we are indeed disciples of M-Man Huzi," the blue-robed man said shakily. "M-Man Huzi does indeed have a female disciple. M-May we ask w-why you are looking for us, Senior?"
"Where is that female disciple?" Lin Yun asked.
This female disciple of Man Huzi also knew where his treasure