Seeing Zhuo Cong scurrying out the door like a village idiot, Xi Que secretly breathed a sigh of relief and pursed his lips:

What a fucking idiot!

If you want your aunt to marry you, maybe in your next life!

Once my young lady, son-in-law, and Brother Wuhen arrive, we'll see how you die!

Ji Fengyao used her divine sense to control the spirit butterfly, following the lingering scent of the magpie as it traveled through the streets and alleys, hovering over the spot where the magpie had been knocked unconscious.

A powerful spiritual energy fluctuation remains here.

Very powerful, at least twice as strong as her!

In other words, the person who kidnapped the magpie was very likely a Foundation Establishment cultivator!

In the cultivation world, the Foundation Establishment stage is probably just the weakest cultivator who has just stepped into the threshold of cultivation.

However, in the mortal realm, a Foundation Establishment cultivator can turn the tide of events.

He can easily destroy a country and slaughter a city all by himself!

Ji Fengyao was shocked and her face turned deathly pale, but she quickly reaffirmed her belief in finding the Magpie: if all else failed, she would reveal her identity as an alchemist.

She believed that no cultivator could resist the temptation of having a single alchemist by their side.

After she and her master become powerful;

Or perhaps one day when Master's memories awaken, he will surely be able to skin that person alive!

Ji Fengyao manipulated the spirit butterfly to arrive near the abandoned temple where Xiao Jianzi and the others had settled, and felt that the aura of the magpies here was much stronger than before.

They were about to get closer to investigate.

Suddenly, two masked men in black emerged from the dilapidated temple, unbuckled their belts, and began... well, to relieve themselves in the direction of Spirit Butterfly!

Ji Fengyao's controlled spirit butterfly: "..."

I am a clueless little moth, a little moth!

It flapped its wings and flew away nonchalantly.

Man in black, A: "Huh? Why are there fireflies at this time of year?"

Man in black B: "Where are the fireflies? Are you seeing things?"

The fairy butterfly, following the scent of the magpie, fluttered away into the distance:

Oh my god, you're not just seeing things, you're blind!

Sudden.

Ji Fengyao sensed a powerful spiritual energy fluctuation approaching from ahead. Judging by the intensity of the fluctuation, it was at least from a cultivator at the seventh level of the Spirit Gathering Realm.

She quickly manipulated the fairy butterfly to burrow into a thick pile of weeds and hide under a dead leaf.

It was Xiao Jianzi, who had sent the magpie away, who returned with his men in black.

When they passed by.

Ji Fengyao heard one of the men in black ask, "Your Excellency, should we also find a farmhouse or something, like the ones where the Crown Prince's men live? Otherwise, Your Excellency will have to stay in a dilapidated temple with us and suffer grievances."

"His Majesty isn't as delicate as you think. What he wants and doesn't want is none of your business. You'd better be careful not to flatter him and end up hurting him," Little Cocoon replied coldly.

They passed by very quickly and spoke very softly.

A night breeze blew by, and then all that remained was silence.

So much so that Ji Fengyao felt that Xiao Jianzi's voice sounded somewhat familiar, but before she could distinguish it clearly, it disappeared without a trace.

But Ji Fengyao confirmed one of Shang Xiye's guesses:

The person hiding in the palace must be someone they know!

Moreover, this time, that person also sent many people to hunt them down;

Nine times out of ten, the magpie was captured by that man's men!

After they entered the abandoned temple, Ji Fengyao carefully manipulated the spirit butterfly to fly out of the grass and continue to follow the scent of the magpie, quickly leaving the abandoned temple.

As if sensing something, Shang Beiyu, inside the deserted temple, glanced at the starry night sky outside the dilapidated door. A wicked smile curled at the corners of her beautiful lips as she whispered, "If you walk right into my trap, I will never let you go, not for all eternity."