On the outskirts of City Seven stood another industrial park out in the wilderness.
Late at night, a truck bearing the large words "Three Wen Fisheries" slowly drove up. The factory gates opened, then closed again after it entered.
Before long, three heads poked out from behind a wooded slope in the distance.
"This is the place," Yue Wen said.
"Brother Yue..." Qi Dian, beside him, seemed hesitant instead. "You don't necessarily have to risk yourselves over this. The Pudu Sect has wealth and power. There's a considerable risk in provoking them."
He had been thinking about it the entire way. This had all started because he wanted to help that woman find her child. He had thought it only involved the Three Wen Society, but now Pudu Medical had turned out to be involved too, and the organization behind Pudu Medical was the Pudu Sect.
Its influence in the cultivation world far exceeded that of the Three Wen Society.
At least he had an Immortal Sect behind him, whereas Yue Wen and Zhao Xing'er were independent cultivators. If they brought retaliation down on themselves, no one would protect them.
"Tch." Zhao Xing'er objected first. "A bunch of pill brewers. What's so great about them?"
Qi Dian glanced at Zhao Xing'er and silently scratched his head.
After spending the past two days with her, he had realized that, in Zhao Xing'er's world, there was no one to fear.
Even if the leaders of the Five Great Immortal Sects came, she would only say, "A bunch of old men. What's so great about them?"
"If they really are conducting some monstrous experiments, the Supernatural Affairs Bureau will deal with them. We're just going in for a look. Don't worry," Yue Wen reassured him as well.
The reason they had not reported