Afterward, Xiao Hua invited the two cultivators into his cave abode and served them some spirit fruits, along with spirit wine he had obtained from Xiangyang. After tasting them, the two were greatly pleased and rested within Xiao Hua's cave abode. No longer bothering to avoid him, they began to chat casually.
"Tell me, how could Senior Brother Gan... have come near East Ridge? What was he doing here?"
"Senior Brother Gan?" Xiao Hua's heart jolted, and his ears immediately pricked up.
"How would I know? In any case, the Patriarch's secret technique showed that the last place Senior Brother Gan appeared was near East Ridge. We only need to search directly!"
"But the problem is that the Patriarch cannot give an exact location. It's within a hundred li or so—how are we supposed to find him?"
"What else can we do if we do not search?"
"Sigh, he is only a senior brother who has failed to form a core even after a hundred years. There is no need to be so nervous, is there?"
"Other Thunder Palaces might get away with it, but disciples of Dry Thunder Palace and Kun Thunder Palace cannot. If we do not uncover even the slightest clue, it will be difficult to answer to the Sect Master!"
"Do you think the Sect Master would care? He is only a Foundation Establishment disciple!"
"Senior Brother, we can search, but we must not drag ourselves into it!" Suddenly, the fat cultivator seemed to think of something. His expression changed slightly as he lowered his voice. "This place is so close to Night Kite Valley. Do you think... Senior Brother Gan might have gone there?"
"Night Kite???" The thin cultivator's expression changed drastically as well. He looked around as though Night Kite were nearby, then whispered,