The disciple dressed in Mihuan swept the area with his divine sense once more. Sure enough, there was no trace of Xiao Hua, and he could not help but panic! He released his pressure, casually enveloped a Qi Cultivation disciple, captured him with ease, and transmitted in a low voice, "If you want to live, honestly tell me—where did Xiao Hua of your Thunder Control Sect go?"
That disciple was Min Ge. He had no ability to resist in this cultivator's grasp. Hearing Xiao Hua mentioned, he hurriedly answered, "To inform Senior, Xiao Hua left the thunder boat several days ago. As for where he went, none of us knows!"
"What? He... he left the thunder boat long ago?" The cultivator was greatly stunned, yet he did not release Min Ge and instead flew straight into the air.
"Release the disciple of my Thunder Control Sect at once!" Gen Qing had long seen this cultivator flying toward the thunder boat. Fury rose in his heart. On one hand, he sacrificed his magic artifact and prepared to attack Martial Uncle Xiong; on the other, he released his pressure toward that cultivator!
How could Martial Uncle Xiong allow Gen Qing to succeed? He had blocked Gen Qing's pressure halfway there.
However, when Martial Uncle Xiong swept out with his divine sense and saw that the Thunder Control Sect disciple in that cultivator's hand did not match the appearance in the flying-message talisman, he too was stunned. At that moment, the cultivator hurriedly explained that Xiao Hua was not aboard the thunder boat!
Martial Uncle Xiong's expression changed drastically. He stared at Gen Qing for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Daoist Gen, this old man misunderstood. My apologies!" As he spoke, his figure rose into the air. With a