This was also what puzzled her the most. According to her progress, she should have been able to break through to the Grandmaster level by the time she emerged from seclusion, which would have given her more confidence in dealing with the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Cult.

However, she had always admired and respected her master, knowing that he was knowledgeable and that there must be a reason for his actions. In addition, she also missed Zu'an, so she agreed to go down the mountain.

"Sister is so amazing!" Chu Youzhao's eyes were full of admiration. She thought to herself that her sister was indeed her idol since she was a child.

Murong Qinghe was also shocked. How old was she? Not even twenty, right? She was already at the ninth rank. He considered himself a genius, but compared to Chu Chuyan, he couldn't even come close.

There are younger generations among the demon race who are even more advanced, but what the demon race calls the younger generation would be considered middle-aged men or even old men in the human race, not to mention that the demon race relies more on bloodline inheritance for power.

At this moment, Chu Chuyan's expression suddenly changed, and she grabbed Zu An's hand to check on him: "What's wrong with you? Why are you not as good as when we parted? Could it be that you were injured and your cultivation level has decreased..."

This world is ultimately governed by cultivation level. How sad he would be if he really became an ordinary person without cultivation.

For a moment, she even thought that she should work harder to cultivate and become stronger so that she could protect him properly.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. It's just that my cultivation technique has mutated a bit, making it difficult for others to detect my energy fluctuations," Zu An comforted him. After speaking, he lightly waved his hand, cutting a drifting leaf in two.

"That's good," Chu Chuyan visibly relaxed, but then she suddenly remembered something and asked with a strange expression, "You almost changed the subject. Where did you spend the night last night?"

Zu An's hair stood on end. Although she knew about her relationship with Zheng Dan, there was a saying that went something like this: "Confess and you'll be leniently imprisoned, resist and you'll be severely punished, only to go home for the New Year."

Fortunately, he had already come up with an explanation: "Last night I was investigating the Sang family. Sang Hong was assassinated and disappeared, so I bear some responsibility..."

Chu Youzhao and Murong Qinghe had both heard their families mention the court intrigue, and they both offered words of comfort, saying that it was not his fault.

At this moment, a strange light flashed in Chu Chuyan's eyes: "Sang Hong? I know where he is."