"Do you know specifically why they are looking for ?" Mu Can pondered before asking.
Such ergency missions are only issued in extrely urgent and sudden situations.
And the only ones who can issue promotion missions are the City Lords of each city, who are also the actual rulers of the Canglang Sect in these divisions.
Mu Can had no idea what he did to attract the attention of the City Lord by always following the rules.
That ans soone must be putting pressure on the City Lord from behind. Could it really be the person pursuing the shigold rat?
"If I tell you, can I be spared?" the unlucky one mustered up the courage to glance at Mu Can before asking.
"If you speak, you might not die; if you remain silent, death is certain," replied Mu Can coldly.
Spending five thousand mission points to track him, even a fool would know that if really caught and brought back, there would be no good outco.
"I don’t know much about the specifics, but I heard that soone ca knocking, demanding the City Lord to hand you over. The City Lord didn’t dare to resist and thus issued such an order."
When the City Lord hit his own cheek, who knows how many people were around; this piece of news was no secret.
"What kind of person specifically?" Mu Can continued to inquire.
"A young man with two servants. It seed the City Lord said sothing he shouldn’t have, and he was forced to slap his own face."
The unlucky one looked at Mu Can and decided to spill everything he knew, hoping that Mu Can would spare his life.
"I can let you go, but you need to be inconvenienced here for a while." After so thought, Mu Can figured the unlucky one had done nothing wrong and there was no need for unnecessary killing.
Moreover, since the Canglang Sect hadn’t shown an overtly hostile attitude yet, Mu Can was not keen on making an enemy of such a major sect upon arrival.
"If that is the case, then it must be the person who is tracking the shigold rat. It’s just unclear why soone of such status and position would care so much for a re shigold rat."
Wang Cai conveyed to Mu Can within the Sea of Consciousness.
The two exited the Big Formation and left the unlucky one still within the Array; the Big Formation would deactivate in three hours, and whether he could be saved by then would depend on the unlucky one’s luck.
...
"Why hasn’t there been any news? What exactly are you disciples of the Canglang Sect doing? You can’t even catch a newbie who has just entered the Void." Leng Qianqiu was currently in the City Lord Mansion, furiously thundering.
His patience had been entirely worn out in just two short hours.
No one could take sothing from him and still live a carefree life.
"Let’s go, we’ll head to Great Tianze ourselves; depending on these incompetents seems hopeless."
Glancing at Mo Gui and Zhi Zui, Leng Qianqiu strode out of the City Lord Mansion on his way to Great Tianze.
"Alas, damn it, having a good cultivation is not as good as being born into the right family." Seeing Leng Qianqiu disappear into the Transmission Array, the people in the City Lord Mansion finally wiped the sweat off their foreheads.
If it weren’t for estimating that Leng Dizun at the Void Level didn’t want to trouble the Canglang Sect, they would never have suffered such humiliation.
Although just a City Lord of a small town and far from the core of the Canglang Sect, even a clay figurine has a temper. To be humiliated by a young man like this was a first.
"Just be arrogant for now; one day a master will take you out, and let your father seek revenge for you."
Of course, this was sothing he only dared to mutter in his heart.
"Ink Ghost, do you have any good thods for finding people?" Leng Qianqiu ca to Great Tianze for the second ti.
This ti, he was determined to find Mu Can himself.
Paper Sin and Ink Ghost were both servants arranged by Emperor Leng to be by his side. With their combined forces, along with so of the techniques Emperor Leng had given him, Leng Qianqiu could hold his ground in the All Things Realm for half an hour—a period sufficient for Emperor Leng to co personally to rescue his son.
If it were not for this, he would not dare let his precious son so brazenly traverse the Supre Interface.
Although Paper Sin appeared to be aged, with white, hoary hair, his combat power was unparalleled. His use of Demon Techniques had previously stirred up a flood of slaughter in the Supre Interface.
Ink Ghost, on the other hand, was adept at clever sches, usually helping Leng Qianqiu solve so tricky problems.
"There is a way, but the price is sowhat steep." After pondering, Ink Ghost spoke up. He truly didn’t dare to deceive the young master before him.
"Don’t worry about the cost, I’ll have my father compensate you once we get back," said Leng Qianqiu.
As long as there was a thod, even if it ant paying so price to capture the little rat hiding in the Great Tianze, it was worth it.
"Yes, Young Master." Ink Ghost took out a long knife from his storage bag.
The long knife was as long as a forearm, as if soaked in fresh blood. It was blood-red all over, with so strange patterns etched onto it.
Ink Ghost held the knife in his left hand and, without a change in expression, chopped off his own right little finger.
Blood imdiately gushed out, covering the surface of the entire knife, without a single drop falling to the ground.
Ink Ghost took out an Elixir and swallowed it, and the bleeding from his right hand stopped. He held his severed finger in his hand
and placed it directly on the knife. With a flash of the knife, the severed finger visibly withered at a visible rate until it turned into a puff of ash and disappeared.
"Divine Ghost Command." Ink Ghost muttered softly, and shadows flew out from his body one after another, soon crowding the space in front of him.
Those nearly transparent shadows were pale and numb Soul Bodies.
With a swing of the knife, streams of blood gushed from within, turning the few hundred Soul Bodies in front of him completely blood-red.
Ink Ghost nodded with satisfaction, took out a portrait of Mu Can, chanted so incantations, and in the next mont, the Soul Bodies scattered in all directions from him as their center.
"Young Master, the arrangents have been made. If nothing goes wrong, they will search through the entire Great Tianze."
Ink Ghost didn’t even glance at his right hand, now missing a finger, after completing all this and proceeded to report back to Leng Qianqiu.
"This ti, you will be credited with rit. When we return, I will have my father help your finger regenerate."
Leng Qianqiu was not a fool; for these two servants who were loyal to him for whatever reasons, he had always been very generous.
Ink Ghost’s sacrifice of a finger was noted by him and he would not let Ink Ghost suffer in vain.
"Young Master, after finding this kid, I want to personally chop off all of his ten fingers."
A bloodthirsty smile crept on the corner of Ink Ghost’s mouth; he originally belonged purely to the evil way, his actions akin to that of the Demon Path.
This ti to find Mu Can, he had paid the price of a finger, and he would make sure Mu Can paid back double the price.
And now Mu Can was facing a difficult choice.
To leave, or to find a way to resist.
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