"Disciple... this disciple understood!" Xiangyang's heart soured, and he nearly shed tears.
Yet those words seemed to carry the flavor of last words!
How helpless, how helpless—he still had no faith in Xiao Hua after all!!
Xiao Hua did not even return to his cave abode. He directly activated the Flying Technique and headed for Qiong Lei Peak. Just as Cui Hongshen had said, the entire Qiong Lei Peak had long been guarded by Thunder Control Sect disciples. Several Foundation Establishment disciples stood watch along the mountain paths and in midair, while dozens of qi-refining disciples patrolled without cease. The former freedom to come and go was gone.
When they saw Xiao Hua fly over, an elderly late Foundation Establishment cultivator swept him with divine sense and flew over, his voice like a clear crack of thunder. "Which Thunder Palace disciple are you? What official business are you going out on? Do you have a token from your Thunder Palace?"
Xiao Hua did not dare be negligent. He stopped in midair, respectfully took out his own token and Helpless's token, and handed them over with a placating smile. "This disciple is Xiao Hua of Zhen Thunder Palace. I have urgent business outside the sect and ask Senior Brother to inspect them."
"Mm!" The old man accepted the two items and swept them with divine sense, then said strangely, "This token of yours?"
Then, as though he had realized something, the old man raised his voice and called, "Senior Brother Gan, come here for a moment!"
"What is it, Junior Brother Kan?" A lean old man not much different in age from the first flew over at the call.
"Let's use the Identification Chime," Junior Brother Kan said with a smile.
"Oh? This disciple is one of the selected disciples?" Senior