The night was as dark as ink and the moon hung high in the sky.
Ling Xian stood on top of the pavilion with his brows tightly locked together.
He really couldn't understand why nobody came looking for him. Even if the Flowing Wind Tribe was hidden from the world, some information would've leaked out.
Unless, this tribe truly didn't exist.
But this meant the Leader Elder was lying. This person had no motive to lie.
Thus, he fell into a stalemate. A strange and contradictory stalemate.
There was no way the Leader Elder was lying. There was no way the people on the Ming Xin Island were lying. Therefore, why wouldn't Ling Xian be confused?
"Both parties have no motive to lie. What went wrong …" Ling Xian mumbled to himself. He felt a strange wave of coldness.
If the Leader Elder was lying, then it wouldn't be a big deal. With his capabilities, he wasn't afraid of any traps. But there was no way the Leader Elder was lying. Plus, he couldn't find the Flowing Wind Tribe. This was strange.
Especially after thinking about it carefully, it became even more eerie and terrifying.
Back then, the Leader Elder said his granddaughter was only 12. Now that two years had passed, she was now 14. In other words, 10 years ago, the Flowing Wind Tribe still existed.
To cultivators who lived for decades, this period of time was like the flick of a finger. Even if the Flowing Wind Tribe was destroyed, they wouldn't have forgotten about it so quickly.
However, nobody showed up. Even though Ling Xian had increased the reward to 200 medicinal Dans, nobody offered any information.
This meant, in everyone's memory, the Flowing Wind Tribe never existed.
"What's the problem? Who is lying? "Ling Xian mumbled to himself. He felt his entire body getting colder and colder.
Just then, a black silhouette suddenly appeared in midair. Its face was covered by a black veil, making it hard to tell its gender. Only a pair of eyes were exposed, bright and cold.
This made Ling Xian frown, but he wasn't flustered.
This person was merely of the foundational level. To him, this person was no different than an ant and posed no threat.
He said softly, "Why are you here so late at night?"
"I am here for the Flowing Wind Tribe."
The person in black spoke. Her voice was like an oriole's or a pearl landing on a jade plate. It was a very pleasant female voice.
"You know the location of the Flowing Wind Tribe?" Ling Xian's eyes brightened.
He had been on the Brightheart Island for two months. Not to mention knowing the specific location of the Flowing Wind Tribe, no one had even come to visit. Now that someone had finally come to visit, he was naturally excited.
"I don't know."
The black-clothed girl spat out three words stiffly. It was simple, direct, and straightforward.
This made Ling Xian frown, "Are you kidding me?"
"Of course not."
The girl in black slowly shook her head and said, "I'm here to solve the doubts in my heart."
"Then you have found the wrong person. I am also very confused right now and have no idea where to start." Ling Xian glared at the woman and lost interest.
"You can help me. I want to know if the Flowing Wind Tribe really exists?" The girl stared as as she as Ling Ling She as she as of as.
"I want to ask that question as well." Ling Xian softly sighed. He suddenly frowned, feeling like this woman was a little strange.
When he asked about the Flowing Wind Tribe, everyone on the Island of the Ming Xin Island shook their heads. Some of them even looked at him like he was an idiot.
Because they didn't think a tribe named the Flowing Wind Tribe existed on the Island of the Ming Xin Island. Yet the girl's eyes were full of hope. This at least proved that she knew something about the Flowing Wind Tribe.
Ling Xian asked in a low voice, "Why do you ask? Could it be … you know something about the Flowing Wind Tribe? "
Hearing this, the girl in black silenced.
After a while, she rolled up her right sleeve. On her white wrist, there were two green ancient characters.
Flowing Wind.
Ling Xian was startled. He felt like he caught onto a clue.
"This tattoo, does it count as information?"
The girl in black bitterly chuckled, "I don't know what my name is and I don't know my past. I only know that there are two words carved on my wrist, Flowing Wind."
"My instinct tells me that these two words are the only clue I have to find my memory."
"However, I searched the entire Brightheart Island, but no one knew what the name 'Flowing Wind' meant."
"It wasn't until three days ago when I heard about you that I connected the two words' Flowing Wind 'with the tribe."
The girl in black continued to speak. Her tone was full of bitterness.
Hearing what she said, Ling Xian's eyes brightened. Though he was still confused, at least he was certain of one thing.
The Flowing Wind Tribe truly existed. Or else there would be no way the two words would be carved on the girl's wrist. There was no such thing as a coincidence in this world.
"If I am not wrong, the two words on your wrist are the unique symbol of the Flowing Wind Tribe." Ling Xian said.
"I think so too."
The girl nodded and bitterly smiled, "But, nobody knows where the Flowing Wind Tribe is. Nobody has even heard of the tribe."
"There must be something strange about this. Your memory loss must have something to do with it."
Ling Xian softly sighed. He felt like he was wrapped up in fog and couldn't see where he was going. He was also getting colder and colder.
Very quickly, however, his expression turned into determination.
He had even found out the secret of the ancient majestic blood. The Flowing Wind Tribe was nothing to him.
Ling Xian shifted his gaze towards the girl and said in a serious tone, "I want to know, other than Flowing Wind, do you have any other words on your wrist? Or, in other words, other clues. "
Hearing this, the girl silenced. After a while, she said in a low voice, "No other words. But there is a strange picture."
"Where is it? Let me see. "Ling Xian's eyes brightened.
"I …" The girl hesitated. It was obvious that she didn't want to.
This made Ling Xian frown, "Any clue can be the key to finding the Flowing Wind Tribe. I hope you can look at the bigger picture."
Hearing this, the girl hesitated. After a long while, she finally made up her mind.
Then, Ling Xian realized why she was hesitating.
She slowly turned around and loosened her belt, revealing her smooth and white back.
This made Ling Xian extremely awkward. He quickly turned around and apologized, "Sorry, I didn't know it was on your back."
"It's okay. Look at it quickly."
The girl tried her best to relax. But both her voice and her body were trembling.
"Sorry."
Ling Xian apologized. Then, he cleared his mind and shifted his gaze to the girl's smooth back. More accurately speaking, he was looking at the strange picture.
Then, he became confused.
Because of this, there were only a few strokes on the picture and it wasn't very abstract, he really couldn't understand it.
"What … what is this picture?"
Ling Xian was speechless. It was hard to connect it to anything. However, this was the only clue he had. He could only try his best to connect the dots.
After some time, he suddenly realized that this picture was of a ship.
"Could it be that it's that strange ship …"
Ling Xian mumbled to himself. He remembered the golden ship he saw when he first arrived at the Island of Ming Xin. His expression changed.
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