… …
At the river, the murky water slowly flowed along the low-lying areas. A few withered reeds swayed listlessly in the cold wind.
Pu Shiming stood by the river, his fingers stained with some mud. He seemed to be trying to discern the spirituality of the mud.
Zhu Xuehen walked over. Her expression was no different from before, but the light flowing through her eyes was different from before. She was not as focused as she usually was.
It was him again.
Pu Shiming turned his head and looked at the nearby inn's camphor tree.
Pu Shiming had worked with Zhu Xuehen for some time now. He remembered that the last time her mood had changed, it was also because she saw Zhu Minglang.
Pu Shiming had done some investigation and discovered that Zhu Xuehen was Zhu Minglang's master. They had lived together in the Abandoned Sword Forest of the Mount Ning Sword Sword Sect for ten years.
Was it only because he was a relative?
He had seen Zhu Xuehen face her other relatives from the Zhu Clan, as well as her relatives in the imperial capital, but he had never seen her so emotional.
"That Zhu Minglang must be very special to you, right?" Pu Shiming smiled warmly and asked like a friend.
"What about the clues?" Zhu Xuehen asked coldly, ignoring the topic Pu Shiming had brought up.
"They went to the forest in the west, but it should only be a River Immortal Ghost or a Forest Immortal Ghost," Pu Shiming said.
"Then I'll leave it to you," Zhu Xuehen said.
If it was only a River Immortal Ghost or a Forest Immortal Ghost, Zhu Xuehen had no need to act.
She was looking for an Earth Immortal Ghost and a Mountain Immortal Ghost.
Especially a Mountain Immortal Ghost. An existence that could obliterate Mount Ning's Purple Sect Forest was definitely extraordinary. Only such an extraordinary being could be used to sharpen a sword.
Zhu Xuehen left. No one knew where she went.
But Pu Shiming frowned.
He walked in the direction of the inn and saw the two sword nuns of Mount Ning Sword Sect being taken away by Zong Lin's people. Zhu Minglang also stood in front of the inn and watched them leave.
"Zhu Minglang." Pu Shiming called out, stopping Zhu Minglang who was about to leave.
"Pu Shiming?" Zhu Minglang was confused.
"Just now, I heard that you were the one who killed a River Immortal Ghost here. I didn't expect your cultivation base to rise so quickly." Pu Shiming smiled, revealing a friendly expression.
"I'm a fast learner," Zhu Minglang said.
Pu Shiming's smile froze.
He had never seen such a shameless person.
"I found some strange impurities by the river. It's probably the skin of an Immortal Ghost. It's estimated to be twelve or three thousand years old, but I can't be sure if there are other Immortal Ghosts. If my judgment is wrong, losing my life is a small matter, but letting an Immortal Ghost escape will have a huge impact," Pu Shiming said.
"You want to invite me to go with you?" Zhu Minglang asked directly.
"That's exactly what I mean." Pu Shiming nodded.
Zhu Minglang hesitated.
He was actually the one who had been tracking that thirteen thousand year old Immortal Ghost.
Pu Shiming should have also found its tracks.
But he could not be sure where it would appear. He could only wait, wait for that Immortal Ghost to appear again and cause trouble.
This was very passive. It might appear, but by the time he rushed over, it would have already escaped. Given the Immortal Ghost's ability to hide, even King level cultivators would not be able to find them.
Pu Shiming seemed to have the ability to identify soil. And just from those impurities, he was able to analyze that it was a thirteen thousand year old Immortal Ghost …
It was not like they could not work together.
They had to find the Immortal Ghost and feed the Incorruptible Dragon. If they did not find the blood of the Sacred Spirit, the Incorruptible Dragon would really betray them.
"I have some information on my side that I can share with you. But first things first, the blood of this Immortal Ghost belongs to me first. We'll split the rest equally later," Zhu Minglang said.
"Sure," Pu Shiming agreed without hesitation.
…
Pu Shiming was still riding on the Sacred Lion Purple Dragon. It could walk in the air.
Zhu Minglang did not have a dragon he could ride on, so he could borrow Pu Shiming's mount.
They walked toward the vast deciduous forest to the west. The trunks of the trees reached straight into the sky. There were not many leaves on the branches, making the place look rather desolate.
"So it's hiding in this forest," Zhu Minglang thought.
Previously, Zhu Minglang had tracked the Immortal Ghost to a small village outside the forest. However, he could not find any clues after that. He could only set up some dust traps on the demon beasts and wait for the Immortal Ghost to show up.
"What did Zhu Xuehen say to you just now? I saw that she was in a heavy mood. Could it be that she encountered something difficult to deal with?" Pu Shiming's mind did not seem to be on the immortal ghost, but instead asked about this.
"Nothing, she was just concerned about my recent situation. She told me to wear more clothes, eat less meat, and eat more vegetables. Every elder sister does the same … oh, even though she's my aunt in terms of seniority, I feel like she's more like a strict elder sister who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside," Zhu Minglang said calmly.
"Cold on the outside but warm on the inside?" Pu Shiming felt that the description was inappropriate for Zhu Xuehen.
Her skin, bones, and blood were emitting an icy aura that prevented people from getting close to her. She also had an innate pride, as if no one in the world was worthy enough to catch her eye.
Was it because of her personality?
Zhu Xuehen was only like that toward Zhu Minglang. As for the others …
Something was definitely wrong. There was definitely something wrong between them. His instincts were not wrong.
"Are you related by blood?" Pu Shiming asked.
Zhu Minglang glanced at Pu Shiming from the corner of his eyes.
Pu Shiming realized that he had gone overboard with his question. He smiled awkwardly and explained, "After all, we work together. I've heard some rumors that Zhu Xuehen is the illegitimate daughter of the Emperor, and is being raised by the Zhu Clan …"
Zhu Minglang had heard the rumors too.
There was even a period of time when Zhu Minglang believed it.
After all, the Emperor and the Imperial Concubine were indeed biased toward the Zhu Clan. Even if he had chopped off the limbs of the Prince of the Imperial Family, the Emperor would still be lenient toward him.
However, when he recalled what Zhu Xuehen had said to him …
Instead, Zhu Minglang felt that this rumor could be fake.
Could it be that the Emperor and the Imperial Concubine were treating Zhu Xuehen with special respect because of her identity?
"I'm not really at home, so I really don't know about the secret history of our clan. Why are you so interested in these things, Eldest Young Master Pu? "Zhu Minglang asked in return.
"I'm just asking. Just treat it as a casual chat. Besides, Zhu Xuehen has always been the apple of the Imperial Family's eye. How could I not be curious as someone who works with her?" Pu Shiming said with a smile.
"Eldest Young Master Pu, you're being modest. You're the successor of the Pu Clan, and the successor of Zi Zonglin. You have a bright future ahead of you," Zhu Minglang said.
"You're flattering me. I, Pu Shiming, have a lot of titles, yet I'm not as carefree as you are. You've left your fame and reputation behind and are enjoying yourself in this world," Pu Shiming said.
Both of them smiled humbly and complimented each other.
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