Chi Yu dispelled the restriction. Qingxuan spotted him and landed before him, his robes fluttering, his bearing carefree and debonair. Yet he wore that cold, aloof face, making for quite a contrast.
"Junior Brother Long," he said, looking at Chi Yu, his voice cool.
"Senior Brother Qingxuan, let's hurry and meet up with Senior Brother Jingguan," Chi Yu said, neither warmly nor coldly. Then he asked, "Didn't Senior Brother Lianchi tell you what he was going to do?"
Qingxuan paused. "He ran into some friends from another Chan sect, so..."
He did not finish, but Chi Yu understood what he meant. Somewhat puzzled, he said, "That's not right. How could Senior Brother Lianchi leave me behind?"
Qingxuan said, "He asked me to take you to meet Senior Brother Jingguan."
That makes even less sense, Chi Yu thought. Senior Brother Lianchi knows perfectly well that Senior Brother Xuanji warned me not to get close to Qingxuan. Why would he entrust me to him?
Still, Chi Yu could find no hole in his story, so he could only say, "All right, let's travel together for now."
Qingxuan gave a soft hum of assent.
Suddenly, he reached toward Chi Yu's shoulder. Chi Yu instinctively dodged to the side. Qingxuan's hand paused, then withdrew. "A Spirit-Devouring Ant. Junior Brother Long, your defenses are a little weak."
As he spoke, he opened his hand, revealing the Red Poison Ant he had crushed in his palm.
Chi Yu froze for a moment and reached up to touch his shoulder. "My divine sense is already at foundation establishment stage great perfection. That doesn't make sense."
His divine sense was almost at the golden core realm, and the acuity of his five senses rivaled that realm. How could he have failed to notice a Spirit-Devouring Ant?
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