Moon Gazing Island.
Wu Jiang was directing a group of Spirit Farmers below as they tended the Spirit Fields.
Beside the wooden house, Mu Ruyin led two half-grown children as they played and frolicked.
Ever since Wu Jiang had led his clansmen in farming on the island, the once-desolate Moon Gazing Island had gradually gained an air of lively bustle.
Whoosh!
An azure escape light tore across the sky, flying toward the island.
Wu Jiang looked up, and delight appeared on his face. "Fellow Daoist Qin has returned."
He then walked over as usual, preparing to greet Qin Ming.
Qin Ming also glanced over the island's situation before landing in front of Wu Jiang.
The moment Wu Jiang approached, he felt the baleful aura rolling off Qin Ming's entire body. It did not seem as though Qin Ming had gone to an auction, but rather returned from slaughtering somewhere.
A surging, blood-soaked baleful aura rushed at him head-on. He instantly trembled, unsure how to even speak.
Qin Ming noticed this as well. With a covert circulation of the Ancient Wood Longevity Art, he restrained his aura and returned to a state as calm as still water.
"Fellow Daoist Wu, nothing has happened on the island these past few days, I trust?"
Sensing that the dense baleful aura around Qin Ming had vanished, Wu Jiang immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, everything on the island has been as usual. Rest assured."
Qin Ming nodded. After exchanging a few more words with Wu Jiang, he returned to his cave abode beneath the Main Peak.
As he passed the cave the Mystic Water Crocodile had dug, Qin Ming swept his divine sense inside and discovered that the creature's aura had grown considerably.
He then went to check on the Longevity