While their field of vision was wide above the great sea, this was not a problem for the two of them.
Black streams of water expanded around Pan-Pan's body, forming a barrier that kept the seawater at bay as it carried Yan Zhaoge and Ah Hu amidst the seawater.
Yan Zhaoge surveyed the surrounding sea, "Junior apprentice-sister Sikong should still be in the vicinity."
Ah-Hu's spiritual sense locked onto Ouyang Qi. The smile on his face was somewhat sinister. "Young Master, since you're sure that there's something wrong with this brat, why don't you just take him down?"
Yan Zhaoge stroked his lower chin, "I wonder if he is related to the Painting Saint, Old Man Mo. I remember that the Verdant Pill Island that Old Man Mo resides at is where the Outer North Sea and the Outer East Sea intersect."
Although the Art Saint, Old Man Mo, did not establish his own sect, he did have disciples under him. It was just that, like Old Man Mo, they lived in seclusion and kept a low profile.
Old Man Mo had always stood aloof from worldly affairs and lived in seclusion overseas.
However, it would be a big mistake to think that this old man had a good temper.
Old Man Mo's treasured calligraphy was renowned throughout the world, but alongside his' ink paintings', there was also the 'blood paintings'!
Killing was like hanging a painting. When the blood of the opponents killed by Old Man Mo came into contact with Old Man Mo's true intent, it would transform into a blood-stained brush and ink, using the heavens and earth as a canvas, using blood as a painting, leaving a mark in nature that wouldn't fade for a long time.
Recalling Old Man Mo's strength, Ah Hu shrunk his neck.
While his Young Master had Broad Creed Mountain behind him, first not to mention the fact that the clan was currently in a standoff with the Sacred Sun Clan, even if they could free up their hands, they were currently in Old Man Mo's territory. If they angered Old Man Mo, they would definitely be at a disadvantage. Even if they were killed, they wouldn't be able to reason with it.
If it was that girl who had clashed with Sikong Qing, then they would have done so. Sikong Qing was also a disciple of Broad Creed Mountain. Even if the opponent was of Old Man Mo's lineage, Broad Creed Mountain would still protect its disciples.
However, while this Ouyang Qi appeared strange, he currently did not show any enmity towards Broad Creed Mountain.
Under such circumstances, if the other party was of Old Man Mo's lineage and Yan Zhaoge took the initiative to capture him, it would seem as though he was looking for trouble, as though he was provoking Old Man Mo.
Provoking a Martial Saint was no small matter in the current Eight Extremities World.
Even if Old Man Mo was unable to react in time, allowing Yan Zhaoge to safely return to the Water Domain, returning to the mainland, with Broad Creed Mountain protecting him, Old Man Mo would be helpless against him. That would also push Old Man Mo towards the Sacred Sun Clan.
The Sacred Sun Clan would probably be laughing themselves awake even in their dreams.
Thinking up to here, Ah Hu couldn't help but feel a toothache, and he could only give up on the idea of directly capturing Ouyang Qi.
Unexpectedly, after pondering for a moment, Yan Zhaoge said, "En, Ah Hu, go capture him."
Ah Hu was stunned. "Young Master, what if …"
Sitting in the meditative position on Pan-Pan's back, Yan Zhaoge pressed his hands on his knees as he nodded, "Do as I say, it's no problem."
Hearing this, Ah Hu did not say anything more. He leaped up and rushed out of the sea. Then, like a fierce tiger with wings, he crossed the sky and pounced towards Ouyang Qi in the distance.
Yan Zhaoge rested his elbows on his knees, his palm propping up his chin, his gaze momentarily unfocused as he considered many questions within his mind.
In just a moment, Ah Hu had already returned with Ouyang Qi.
"Young Master, this kid's strength isn't ordinary. At the same cultivation level, let alone capturing him alive, I would have to spend some effort to defeat him."
Ah Hu smacked his lips and said, "I feel that even if my strength is not as good as Miss Sikong's in the same realm, the gap is still very small."
Yan Zhaoge nodded. Looking at the Ouyang Qi who had been brought before him, he said, "Hello, we meet again."
Ouyang Qi snorted, "I wonder how I have offended an esteemed disciple of Broad Creed Mountain, to deserve such treatment from the Broad Creed Young Master?"
While his words could still be considered polite, the doubt and mockery in his tone was very obvious.
Martial practitioners who travelled beyond the seas had never had a good impression of the six great Sacred Grounds, their fear of them also being somewhat lower.
Yan Zhaoge smiled calmly, "At the moment, you still don't seem to have done anything to offend my clan, offend me."
"However, there are some questions that I would like to ask."
"The first question- are you a descendant of the Painting Saint's lineage?" Yan Zhaoge asked neither hurriedly nor slowly.
Hearing his words, Ouyang Qi's gaze flickered slightly, but he did not answer.
It was instead Ah Hu's face that looked slightly bitter as he sent a sound transmission to Yan Zhaoge with his aura-qi, "Young Master, the martial art he displayed just now seemed to be the Light Rainbow Sword."
The Light Rainbow Sword was a martial art that had appeared after the Great Calamity, created by the Golden Rainbow Sword Saint after analysing some martial legacies of before the Great Calamity and integrating his martial true intent within.
It had also been famous for a time in history, being one of the peak supreme sword arts that had appeared after the Great Calamity of the Eight Extremities World.
However, it had been lost for a long time afterwards.
The Painting Saint, Old Man Mo, had never displayed this martial art before.
However, one of Old Man Mo's most well-known disciples, the 'Sea Crossing Long Rainbow' Tan Xing, had become famous for this sword art.
Therefore, the world knew that this long-lost supreme sword art had once again seen the light of day in Old Man Mo's hands.
Ouyang Qi being able to display this martial art undoubtedly indicated his identity.
As Ah Hu saw it, the worst-case scenario had appeared. Ouyang Qi was precisely a descendant of Old Man Mo's lineage.
Hearing his words, Yan Zhaoge instead laughed, appraising Ouyang Qi all over, "Light Rainbow Sword ah, so you really are a descendant of the Painting Saint's lineage. I wonder how you are referred to as the 'Sea Crossing Long Rainbow'?"
Ouyang Qi was silent for a moment before he finally said, "That is my Grand Master."
Yan Zhaoge nodded, "I have long heard of Senior Tan's great name."
Ouyang Qi was silent as he looked at Yan Zhaoge.
Yan Zhaoge asked mildly, "The second question- where are my fellow disciples now?"
Ouyang Qi answered, "How would I know."
Ah Hu stared wide-eyed as he looked at Ouyang Qi who actually seemed a little guilty and short of breath, feeling greatly surprised.
Could it be that this person's Light Rainbow Sword had been secretly learnt? Or perhaps he had made a mistake and snuck out? Had he already been expelled by a senior of the clan?
Yan Zhaoge, however, said nonchalantly, "Of course you know. Perhaps you just forgot for a moment. This is not important; we can go to Verdant Pill Island. I believe that you will be able to recall it very easily there."
This time, not only did Ah Hu's eyes widen, even his mouth unconsciously opened as he was momentarily rendered speechless.
His Young Master, having taken someone else's disciple, was still preparing to go to their doorstep of his own accord?
However, what left Ah Hu even more stunned was that Ouyang Qi's face turned rather gloomy upon hearing his words as he answered after a while, "Your fellow disciples are roughly three hundred kilometres to the west. I am also not clear on their exact location."
Yan Zhaoge nodded satisfactorily, "It's already enough. See how good this is."
Saying thus, he patted Pan-Pan, the group turning west.
Ah Hu's gaze shifted between Yan Zhaoge and Ouyang Qi as he secretly asked via sound transmission, "Young Master?"
Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly, "As long as we don't kill him, it'll be fine. Comparatively speaking, he would rather not have the seniors of the clan know of this matter."
Gazing into the distance, Yan Zhaoge said softly, "When I see junior apprentice-sister Sikong, I should be able to confirm more things."
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