Unable to contact Yu Xiu, Ling Luo, and Chu Yi went to Tinghua Quarter first.
Chang Fei and Song Yuanyuan were watching the medicine shops and clinics in this area, while Xu Shen was keeping watch in the neighboring Sixiu Quarter.
“Many people are seeking medical treatment and buying medicine, but none stand out. However, that female doctor secretly went out last night—” Chang Fei paused, cleared her throat with a cough, and under Chu Yi’s steady gaze waiting for the rest, she somewhat embarrassedly said, “to meet her lover.”
Chu Yi: “…”
“Where is my Second Senior Brother?” Ling Luo flipped up to the rooftop to survey the surroundings.
“Senior Brother Yu Xiu is in the neighboring Sixiu Quarter,” Song Yuanyuan pointed in a direction. “With Xu Shen. If there’s any news, we all report to Senior Brother Yu Xiu.”
“The three sects report separately. Tianzhu Sect is responsible for the south, and Sanji Sect for the north. I’ve noticed most cultivators entering the city these days are from our Tianji.”
Chang Fei kept her eyes on the clinic ahead while lowering her voice, “But Senior Sister Tian Rong is the Second Sect Leader’s last disciple. Do we need to kill her on sight? The Second Sect Leader has been in seclusion for so many years; they probably haven’t seen each other for a long time.”
“Keep her alive,” Chu Yi said. “Bring her back for the Second Sect Leader to see.”
A sect’s disciple turning to demons was an extremely humiliating matter for their sect, and all sects tried to avoid it. Even if there was news, they would initially suppress it and resolve it internally.
Mu Hengtian didn’t want Tian Rong to return alive, nor did he want her to live another day to become a laughingstock for other sects to mock Tianji.
Song Yuanyuan sighed, “It’s not easy for the Second Sect Leader. Even her last living disciple is acting so recklessly.”
The Second Sect Leader of East Island Tianji had quite a few personal disciples, the most among the three sect leaders. She wasn’t very picky about talent, accepting anyone who caught her eye as a disciple. Sometimes when she traveled down the mountain, she would bring back disciples from outside.
But later, all her disciples died.
Killed by another personal disciple who was now confined in the Saha Realm.
Only Tian Rong was young at that time. Qingshun paused before striking, silently staring at this little junior sister kneeling and trembling on the ground for a moment. The Second Sect Leader finally arrived in time to save her last disciple.
“Just capture them; don’t overthink it,” Chu Yi said.
Ling Luo came down from the rooftop. “Second Senior Brother has replied to my message.”
She took Chu Yi to the neighboring Sixiu Quarter, casually sending the quarter’s name to Senior Brother Zi Xiu.
Zi Xiu was sightseeing and enjoying himself with the two Sacred Sword Sect disciples. After seeing the jade communicator message, he laughed, “Ling Luo has only been gone for one day and already misses me. Ah, Chu Yi isn’t enough; Ling Luo prefers her Senior Brother Zi Xiu, hahaha.”
Walking ahead, Yue Liangze turned his head slightly to give a calm glance backward.
Bai Cang, eating skewers, looked at the jade communicator message shown to him: “Sixiu Quarter? It’s quite possible. But without the Myriad Phenomenon Formation, can Tianji’s jade communicator receive messages from such a distance as Pingyao City?”
“A couple of years ago, the elders improved the Myriad Phenomenon Formation, and the jade communicator is no longer limited to the Tianji area,” Zi Xiu said proudly. “Now it’s completely comparable to your Sacred Sword Sect’s Cloud Messenger! Plus, it can store contact information from outside the jade communicator—oh, by the way, Brother Bai, shall we add each other as Cloud Messenger friends?”
“Sure,” Bai Cang didn’t refuse, smiling as he took out his own Cloud Messenger. “Though this is my first time adding a friend from Tianji’s jade communicator.”
“Same here! It’s also my first time adding a friend from Sacred Sword Sect’s Cloud Messenger! Here, this one, infuse spiritual breath and send, connected—great, completed!”
Zi Xiu and Bai Cang tapped their jade communicator and Cloud Messenger together, making a crisp sound to celebrate.
The two seemed to have discovered a new world and began studying at the roadside stall.
Zi Xiu asked, “Can the Cloud Messenger send voice and image transmissions?”
Bai Cang: “Yes, take a look.”
He sent an image recorded by the Cloud Messenger.
“Oh, this is great! The jade communicator can receive images outside Tianji, but it can only send text messages itself. When I get back to Tianji, I must urge the elders to improve it,” Zi Xiu said.
Zi Xiu caught a glimpse of Bai Cang’s Cloud Messenger contact page and exclaimed in surprise, “Really, Brother Bai, you have so few people on your Cloud Messenger?”
“My senior brothers and junior brother, plus one small disciple,” Bai Cang pointed to the count—five people—and raised an eyebrow. “Not that few, is it?”
“Look at mine,” Zi Xiu handed over his jade communicator for him to see. “A full three hundred and forty-six people!”
Bai Cang was shocked by the comparison, lightly touched his nose, and spread his hands, “Your Tianji has many people.”
“Which sect doesn’t have more disciples than the Sacred Sword Sect? Even a small immortal sect has at least twenty people!” Zi Xiu said, scrolling through the list. “But not all of these are Tianji people. There are also people from other sects, like Moon Court, Taichu, Xuehe, and other places with message systems, plus some independent cultivator friends.”
“You’re much more impressive than me, so why do you have so few friends?” Zi Xiu looked at Bai Cang, puzzled. “The world shouldn’t be so blind!”
Bai Cang smiled, “You know the relationship between the major immortal sects and the Sacred Sword Sect.”
Zi Xiu looked around, then shielded his face with the back of his hand and said in a lowered, serious voice, “Then you must never let anyone know I have you as a Cloud Messenger friend, or they’ll forcibly separate us lovebirds by deleting me from your friends!”
Bai Cang stroked his chin, “Brother Zi Xiu, ‘separating lovebirds’ seems a bit inappropriate?”
“It’s all the same! I’m now just a useless person who can only play with low-level incantations. They won’t be too wary about me having you as a Cloud Messenger friend. Oh, by the way, Junior Brother Yue! Shall we also add each other as friends?” Zi Xiu turned back to look at Yue Liangze, who had been forgotten in the crowd.
Yue Liangze looked up at Bai Cang.
Bai Cang was busy fiddling with his Cloud Messenger and didn’t notice. After hesitating for a moment, he finally took out his own Cloud Messenger and added Zi Xiu as a friend.
Zi Xiu asked, “Your senior brother’s Cloud Messenger has only five people. What about yours?”
Yue Liangze said, “Five.”
Zi Xiu’s eyes twitched slightly, “You two are so boring. Having been in the world for so many years, don’t you have any friends?”
“We do,” Bai Cang said, “But you’re the only one who has asked for my Cloud Messenger friendship.”
Others either didn’t dare or didn’t want to.
Zi Xiu was momentarily stunned, “Then I’m quite honored?”
Bai Cang nodded.