162: Chapter 152 162: Chapter 152 The Golden Core Elder, of lowly birth, felt a surge of annoyance upon encountering such a haughty woman, sporting a condescending attitude.
He wished he could knock the woman unconscious and take her away.
However, he had his ways.
He had an ample supply of drugs on him, including an illusion spell-inducing drug he had concocted.
When putting away the gold coins, he dabbed a bit of the drug onto a bottle in his Storage Bag, all the while giving Long Feifeng a peculiarly unsettling smile.
The drug wafted through the air, and Long Feifeng, unsuspecting, found the Taoist’s smile strikingly handsome, shaking her head in disbelief.
“Miss, the husband you seek stands before you,” the Taoist said.
“Follow me and you will learn the identity of your betrothed.”
“Hmm, Taoist, you have a very handsome smile,” she remarked.
Long Feifeng and her maid stepped into the illusion, nodding in agreement with the Taoist’s words.
Gathering up his fortune-telling stall, the Taoist packed away his belongings into his Storage Bag and, with the two women in tow, prepared to find a suitable place to take them.
He had been in Immortal Venerable City for several days, residing in an inn, but he wasn’t sure whether the two women were accompanied by attendants.
It wasn’t something he could do within the city walls, so he planned to take them outside the city to act.
When the Taoist escorted the two women away, the Earl sensed something was amiss.
As the Taoist walked, there was something hauntingly familiar about him, making the Earl feel as though he resembled their enemy.
As the Taoist made for the city gates, it so happened that they too were set to leave.
The Earl said to the Viscounts,
“Let’s follow them…”
“My lord, we are out to make our fortune and incidentally seek revenge.
We can’t afford any distractions,” one Viscount cautioned.
The Viscount felt the Earl was meddling in matters not their own, as they hadn’t noticed that their nemesis was right before them.
They hadn’t seen the enemy’s face clearly that fateful night, only the Earl, who had crossed magic wands with the foe, had glimpsed the enemy’s visage.
“I have a vile premonition about this man, a sense of familiarity, as if he might be the very foe we seek.”
“Is it possible this man poisoned our people that night, intended to obliterate our stockade?
Are you sure you’re not mistaken?”
“I have a strong feeling about this.
If we follow them, we will find out,” said the Earl confidently.
“Yes,” agreed the other.
When the Taoist and the two women dressed in men’s attire arrived just before the city gate, they encountered a group of Immortal Sect disciples entering Immortal Venerable City.
Careful to avoid detection, the Taoist hastily guided the two women aside, allowing the Immortal Sect disciples to pass through the gates first.
Among the group of disciples, a man and a woman, walking side by side, chatted and laughed.
As they entered the city, the man felt something and turned to glance back through the crowd they had just passed, almost recognizing a familiar face and sensing a familiar Qi.
The group of disciples and elders belonged to the North City Immortal Sect.
The jovial pair were Ye Tian and Yan Weiwei, who had gathered with the elders to participate in the grand competition among all Immortal Sects in Immortal Venerable City.
“Brother Ye, what’s wrong?”
“Sister, go to our lodgings with the elders and the other disciples.
I still have something to do.”
“Brother Ye, may I follow you?”
“No, the task I’m undertaking is too perilous.
I might not be able to take care of you.
Go with the elders and our brothers,” he insisted.
“Brother, do you think I’m a burden?”
“Of course not.
If Sister wishes to come, then come.
But we must follow quietly, and if anything happens, you must not make a sound,” he instructed.
Ye Tian could only helplessly agree to Yan Weiwei’s request to follow.