"We can't let her go. If we let her become a priestess, we will never have the chance to get our hands on Rijian Peak again!" Kang Qingyuan said firmly.
"What is there on Rijian Peak?" Kang Zihe asked curiously.
From the beginning to the end, Kang Qingyuan had his sights set on Rijianfeng. Dealing with that dead girl from the Mu family was also for this purpose. Revenge for him was secondary, so he became more and more curious about the secrets hidden by Rijianfeng.
"Don't ask too much about this. You only need to know one thing. Rijian Peak is related to the life and death of our Kang family. We must not let it fall into the hands of the Mu family." Kang Qingyuan said solemnly.
"Oh." Looking at his grandfather's expression, it was obvious that he didn't want to let him know the secret. Although he was still full of curiosity, Kang Zihe didn't dare to ask any further questions.
"Okay, I'm a little tired. You can leave first. Pass on my order. I will be in seclusion for a few days. No one is allowed to disturb me without my order." Kang Qingyuan ordered.
"Yes, Grandfather." Kang Zihe retreated respectfully.
After he left the study, Kang Qingyuan made some hand gestures and formed several barriers. Then, he flew out of the window and his figure quickly disappeared into the night.
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In the carriage, Mu Hanyan, who was concentrating on thinking about the formation, suddenly opened her eyes.
"What's wrong?" Ye Yian had finished his training long ago and was looking at her lovingly. When he saw her slightly furrowed gaze, he asked.
"Nothing." Mu Hanyan said with a breath.
Just now, as she was concentrating her mind and replaying the formation in her mind, she suddenly felt a strong sense of unease. It was like the experience in her previous life in the Longyan Mountains, where she was stared at by a ferocious beast hidden in the darkness.
Mu Hanyan never doubted her intuition, and this time was no exception. If she was right, someone was following them. She could even vaguely sense a hint of murderous intent.
Who could it be? Mu Hanyan couldn't think of any other possibility except Kang Qingyuan.
To conceal his identity, Ye Yian had lived in seclusion for the past thousand years, so he certainly didn't have any enemies. Sikong Qinglan was always as shy as a little girl, so she probably wouldn't easily make enemies. Mu Tu was just an ordinary villager; if he had any powerful enemies, he would have died hundreds of times already. As for Ling Baobao, his deepest grudge was against the villagers of Mujia Village, so it was impossible for them to be the ones following him.
Based on this speculation, this person was most likely coming for her. She had just arrived in the Continent of Gods and had not offended anyone. The only ones she had any grudges against were the priests of Fengcheng Temple.
Given Chu Yanghe's status and position, even if he was somewhat dissatisfied with her rejection, he should not have any murderous intentions. Wen Rongsong and Liang Gubai had no grudges against her, and they only became enemies with her because of Kang Qingyuan's instigation. After being scolded by Chu Yanghe just now, they probably wouldn't dare to cause trouble. Mu Hanyan couldn't think of anyone else except Kang Qingyuan.
Thinking of this, Mu Hanyan couldn't help but feel a little worried. Ye Yian was too old, and his strength was definitely not as strong as before. Sikong Qinglan didn't look strong either. If Kang Qingyuan took action in this wilderness, they really wouldn't be able to protect themselves.
However, although she was worried, Mu Hanyan didn't want Ye Yian to be frightened again, so she didn't tell him about it.
There was a sudden commotion outside, and the carriage creaked slightly and stopped.
"What happened?" Ye Yian asked.
"Master, a group of refugees are blocking our way." A buzzing sound came from outside.
"Oh?" Ye Yian opened the car curtain.
Gusts of cold wind blew in, cutting my face like a knife.
Hundreds of people were lined up in a long queue and were heading towards them. A big man at the head of the queue was blocking the carriage and begging Mu Tu for something. Mu Tu had a look of pity on his face, but he didn't say anything. He just turned his head from time to time to look at Ye Yian and the others.
"Greetings, His Excellency the Priest. Greetings, His Excellency the Priest." Seeing the ninth-order priest's robe on Ye Yian, the big man's eyes lit up and he quickly prostrated himself on the ground. The people behind him also prostrated themselves.
"Get up, who are you and why are you blocking our way?" Ye Yian waved his hand and said.
The old man at this moment had a kind face, and with his clean and tidy priest robe, his whole body was filled with the glory of a charlatan.
"To answer your question, sir, we, the people of Xingping City, were stranded in the wilderness thousands of years ago and have made the world our home ever since. A few days ago, we were blessed by God and found a lot of meteorite gold. We wanted to go to Tianfeng City to exchange for some food, but we didn't expect to meet you on the road. So we want to sell this meteorite gold to you at a low price as a token of our gratitude." The big man said respectfully.
"Gold from the sky!" Mu Hanyan had an idea and jumped off the carriage.
She has been trying to comprehend the mind-gathering formation these past few days. Although she hasn't fully grasped it, she is confident that as long as she has enough meteorite gold, she can barely set up a mind-gathering formation. Although it is not as mysterious as the formation in the Fengcheng Temple, as long as she can activate the power of the laws within it, it should also be powerful.
Mu Hanyan was secretly worried about Kang Qingyuan who was following behind her, and she was naturally surprised to meet someone selling meteorite gold stone.
"Please take a look, sir." The big man was delighted to see that Mu Hanyan seemed to be moved. He pulled open the cowhide felt on the ox cart behind him, and a pile of various stones appeared in front of Mu Hanyan.
"Lady Hanyan!" Seeing Mu Hanyan's heart beating, Mu Tu shouted anxiously, and tried his best to wink at her.
Needless to say, Mu Hanyan also knew what he was worried about.
These so-called meteorite golds were indeed of various types, but the energy fluctuations within them were extremely weak. If Mu Hanyan was not mistaken, they were likely the remaining materials from a discarded formation. Without constant reinforcement, most formations in the world would become increasingly weaker as the power of the meteorite faded, eventually becoming scrapped. Even those ancient ruins were no exception.
Of course, this could also be waste stone left over from failed sword-making or alchemy.
Regardless of which type, these discarded meteorite golds were completely useless. Mu Hanyan was greatly disappointed. She thought it was impossible to use these meteorite golds to set up a formation to deal with Kang Qingyuan, who was following behind her.
"Sir, these meteorite golds are actually not useless. If used well, they can still be of some use." Seeing Mu Hanyan's expression, the big man knew that she had seen through his true identity. He no longer had the excitement he had before and said as if to comfort himself.
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