Chapter 20 Father Zhou Fuling smiled at Ning Tingyue: "Father..."
He Yin's face turned pale, and she suddenly looked up: "You, what do you want with Junior Sister Fuling...?"
“Your young sect leader needs some discipline,” Ning Tingyue said with a smile. “Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to Zhou Fuling.”
"All I know is that Xu Qingning protected her so tightly that even the tracking talismans in the sky were destroyed by his Snow Phoenix. And Zhou Fuling was doing well at the Wanshan Banquet, but suddenly disappeared... Where did she go? Kunliu Mountain? Molu Mountain... or Yumiao Mountain?"
He Yin looked up in astonishment, staring at Ning Tingyue in shock: "How was I supposed to know?! I injured Fu Ling and was trying to find my fellow disciples after recovering when you caught me... The young sect leader is incredibly meticulous; he must have been on guard against me!"
"No. Xu Qingning's current plan is not something that can be accomplished overnight. You are close to Zhou Fuling, so you should know where Xu Qingning plans to send her, right?"
"I don't know..."
He Yin was stubborn, and she was quickly subjected to torture and curses, but she didn't utter a single word.
“…” Zhou Fuling frowned.
Why don't you say so?
Why didn't He Yin say anything?
Yesterday, she showed no mercy and tried to drug her. Why doesn't she say anything now?
Zhou Fuling's pupils filled with a deep, dark black, like dark clouds on a rainy night.
The ground trembled.
He Yin remained silent. Ning Tingyue, seemingly having exhausted his patience, pressed down on He Yin's shoulder: "Kanshen."
Kanshen.
High-level cultivators can use their divine sense to tear apart the divine sense of low-level cultivators and brutally read their minds.
The downside, of course, is that casting the Divine Interpreter skill also consumes a lot of spiritual energy.
Ning Tingyue originally didn't plan to take the trouble himself, but after thinking about it, he decided not to delay any longer.
He Yin was no match for him; her shoulders slumped, and her divine sense was shattered.
"Nan... Fan... Liushan..."
She seemed to be out of control, and after saying those words, she wanted to bite her tongue, but Ning Tingyue stopped her.
Ning Tingyue sneered: "Mo Liushan? What a strange place."
Mo Liu Mountain was not the place Xu Qingning arranged for Zhou Fuling. Rather, Xu Qingning had taken extra precautions before making the arrangement, informing different officials of different destinations to create an illusion and prevent any accidents.
He Yin thought Zhou Fuling had really gone to Moliu Mountain, and now she felt that she had betrayed Fuling, so she shed tears in anguish.
Overwhelmed with pain and suffering, He Yin fainted.
This is also one of the drawbacks of the "God of Investigation" method, and we should not ask any more questions about it.
Ning Tingyue coldly summoned two red-robed carriages, and He Yin was placed in the latter one.
Ning Tingyue ordered his men to chase after them to the south. He didn't think he needed to personally pursue someone as unscrupulous as Zhou Fuling.
He enjoys the tricks of hunting, but he only enjoys the moment when the prey is caught and thrown in front of him.
Those in high positions never need to lift a finger.
He got into another red-painted carriage and headed towards the southern district at a slower pace.
"Sect Master, what should we do if that person of no rank enters Kunliu Mountain? I've heard that there's a lot of miasma there..."
"Is that even a question?" Ning Tingyue raised his teacup and said coldly, "By spreading rumors about Xu Qingning, this naive orphan girl who has never seen the world will become confused by her concerns and fall into the trap. There's no need to say more."
Seeing that the sect leader was impatient, the others dared not ask any more questions, and after delivering the message, they drove on.
But in the distance, the valleys were shrouded in mist, the ravines were deep, and strange noises emanated from them.
Further away, verdant peaks and green cliffs stretch to the blue sky, with strange peaks and rocks swirling around, forming a vast, overarching landscape—a place with an extremely peculiar terrain.
Ning Tingyue: "Here..."
"Sect Master, the mountain ahead is Qingxiu Mountain!"
The mist was like a white ribbon, and the rocks were like stacked pearls.
Then came the sound of wheels grinding against beads, faint and almost imperceptible in the air. Ning Tingyue then drew a gleaming blue sword from beside him and struck the mist. A muffled groan followed, and the shadow of an oxcart suddenly appeared and vanished.
Ning Tingyue said calmly, "Pursue."
The red carriage continued forward, but the thick white fog gradually covered the strange rocks and moss, and a sinister smell emanated from all around.
"...Zong, sect master!"
The red-robed carriage suddenly stopped, and a Yun Ning celestial official stepped inside and asked, "Would you like to come and take a look...?"
The curtain was lifted, and Ning Tingyue raised his eyes slightly. In the distance, the green branches of the tree stretched down, bearing red eggs the size of human heads, like bright pomegranates, growing wildly, with blood dripping from the red eggs.
Tick-tock.
Tick-tock.
Tick-tock.
Tick-tock.
Ning Tingyue looked up in surprise and suddenly stood up.
"metropolitan……"
He gathered his sleeves, put on his robe, gripped his sword, and slowly, very slowly, walked down.
His eyes were wide open, as if he were trying to figure out what was happening, or as if he was struggling to think about something.
His disciples had never seen him with such an expression.
Stunned, confused...
In those eyes...
It seemed, it seemed, to be hiding fear!
Did I see it wrong?
Why would the sect leader show such an expression?
Blood flowed into the mountain stream, which then surged southward.
Ning Tingyue stared at the mountain stream, lost in thought. He took a step back, and then heard snakes hissing all around him.
The snake's hissing grew louder and more violent, as if it were threatening something.
Ning Tingyue suddenly raised his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "...Let's go."
But Ning Tingyue didn't need to give the order; suddenly, the thick fog swallowed everyone.
Ning Tingyue and the others were separated.
The red eggs grew increasingly vibrant, and the snake's hiss grew louder.
If He Yin were there at that moment, she would probably be dumbfounded.
The composure on the face of her father, who had always been nonchalant and arrogant since her birth, was now completely shattered.
He had shown no remorse or emotion for stabbing her mother to death, burning her entire family to death, and brutally murdering her neighbors; now, his eyes were bloodshot with rage.
Fear crept into his eyes inch by inch.
If He Yin were here, she would definitely want to find out—
What did Ning Tingyue see?
Unfortunately, she's not here.
Little did she know that sitting opposite her was her "weak" junior sister, Zhou Fuling, to whom she felt deeply guilty for accidentally betraying her.
On the giant tree, Zhou Fuling, whom Ning Tingyue had been searching for, sat on a branch, swinging her legs.
Her light green gauze dress fell down, seemingly merging with the vines, and she smiled at Ning Tingyue with her dark eyes wide open.
"Father."
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