Leng Shiqi stood in front of the Formless Palace that he hadn't seen in a long time. His heart was filled with mixed feelings.
Ever since he left Blood Mist Island, he had only come to Formless Palace three or four times. There was a time when he almost forgot that he was a disciple of Blood Cloth Pavilion.
The two assassins at the entrance of Formless Palace didn't recognize Leng Shiqi, but they recognized his mask and silver patterned blood robe. They immediately knelt down and said, "Greetings, Master Leng."
"Is Master here?" Leng Shiqi asked.
"Master isn't in the palace."
Not here?
Leng Shiqi frowned. "Do you know where Master went?"
The two shook their heads.
Leng Shiqi felt that this was a bit troublesome. Formless was his direct superior in Project Blood Seed. If Formless wasn't here, who should he go find?
The only ones who knew were probably the five Sky Origin Realm cultivators of Blood Cloth Pavilion. Then the one he should go find the most should be Pavilion Master Hateful Blade.
But from what he knew, Hateful Blade was a cultivation maniac. It was very likely that he was in seclusion. He asked again, "Is the Pavilion Master in seclusion?"
"The Pavilion Master is indeed in seclusion. Right now, the Vice Pavilion Master is in charge of the sect."
"Understood."
Leng Shiqi then brought Nine Leave into Formless Palace. He was going to let her stay here for a while, but they didn't walk for long before they ran into a woman.
It was Leng Shiqi's senior sister, Suluan.
He remembered that Suluan was the one who had brought him into the sect, but the two hadn't seen each other since then.
After a few years, Suluan's cultivation had reached the late stage of the Spirit Aperture Realm. Her cultivation speed was astonishing.
Or rather, as Formless' disciple, this was how it should be.
Suluan also didn't expect to meet Leng Shiqi. She had almost forgotten that she had this junior brother.
"Senior Sister Suluan, long time no see." Leng Shiqi greeted her symbolically.
But Suluan's gaze was fixed on Nine Leave behind Leng Shiqi!
Even though Nine Leave was wearing a black robe, it was obvious that she was a woman.
"Who is she?
Unrelated people are not allowed to enter Non-Phase Palace as they please, "said Suluan coldly.
Leng Shiqi's heart suddenly quivered. Who dared to speak to Nine Leave like this?
He was truly afraid that Nine Leave would slap Suluan to death.
He secretly glanced at Nine Leave behind and discovered that Nine Leave was unmoved, as though he had not heard anything.
Leng Shiqi hurriedly said, "My subordinate, he's an errand runner."
Suluan didn't pursue the matter. Instead, she changed the topic. "Your cultivation speed is quite fast. As expected of someone chosen by Master."
When they first met, Leng Shiqi was only at the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm. The gap between him and Suluan was simply too great.
At this moment, there was only a difference of one or two small realms between them. It could be seen that Leng Shiqi was indeed catching up.
However, Leng Shiqi didn't detect any jealousy or fear in Suluan's voice. He cupped his hands and said, "Senior Sister overpraises me."
"If you're looking for Master, then you've come at the wrong time. He went to the Western Wasteland Province a while ago and hasn't returned."
"He still hasn't returned?" Leng Shiqi thought to himself.
He knew that Non-Phase had gone to the Western Wasteland Province to send a group of assassins, but it had already been several months. He should've returned a long time ago.
However, Leng Shiqi couldn't guess the thoughts of an existence at Non-Phase's level, so he didn't think too much about it.
"Thank you for telling me, Senior Sister."
Suluan waved her hand indifferently and left.
Leng Shiqi rubbed his chin. This Senior Sister Suluan was still so straightforward.
Afterwards, he and Nine Leave arrived at his small courtyard. Someone had been taking care of this place for a long time, but the person in charge had changed again.
Leng Shiqi settled Nine Leave down here and prepared to go find the vice pavilion master. Before leaving, he earnestly said, "Senior Nine Leave, I'll go see the vice pavilion master, Black Frost Ghost. He's a Heaven Origin expert. Perhaps he'll be able to sense senior's existence-"
But before he could finish speaking, Nine Leave interrupted him. "I know. You're just worried that I'll run off. I won't cause any trouble for you."
Leng Shiqi was silent for a moment before turning to leave. However, he was still a bit worried, so he used the Netherworld Ghost Steps to walk toward the Bloodkill Hall.
At the entrance of the Bloodkill Hall, Leng Shiqi handed over the silver-marked Bloodkill Token and explained his reason for coming. Not long after, he was led into the Bloodkill Hall.
The Bloodkill Hall was very spacious. Leng Shiqi could clearly hear his own footsteps as he walked inside. He looked at the throne at the very back, but there was no one there.
Tap, tap …
At this moment, two sets of footsteps rang out. Leng Shiqi turned to look and saw two familiar faces!
One of them was Hengming. The last time they had met was during the gambling match with the Six Unity Spirit Region. Hengming's cultivation base was now at the Spirit Aperture realm.
However, his spirit energy aura was still not very stable. It seemed he had only broken through a few days ago.
In truth, Hengming's cultivation talent was a bit inferior to Delta Aurigae and Yushu's. For him to be able to reach the Spirit Aperture realm right after Delta Aurigae, he had probably suffered quite a bit.
Hengming had always been a man of few words. If he could speak less, he definitely wouldn't speak more. When he saw Leng Shiqi, he only nodded in greeting.
Leng Shiqi also responded. Since Hengming had already broken through to the Spirit Aperture realm, he should be participating in the Blood Seed Project. He just didn't know which faction the Blood Garment Pavilion would place him in.
As for the other person, it was out of Leng Shiqi's expectations. That person was Bing Shang!
Leng Shiqi hadn't seen Bing Shang since the collapse of the Illusory Spirit Secret Realm. What had he experienced after that? Why was he at the Bloodkill Hall now?
Bing Shang's temper wasn't much better than Hengming's. He simply said, "Looks like there's no need for our battle."
Bing Shang's cultivation base was still at the late stage of the Spirit Pulse realm. His cultivation speed was quite fast, but compared to Leng Shiqi, there was still a big difference.
It could be said that there was no need for them to compete.
"Senior brother's control of cold Qi is inferior to mine. If there's time, I'd like to ask senior brother for advice." Leng Shiqi also said politely.
Bing Shang shook his head and said, "I don't dare to be called senior brother. Just call me junior brother."
In the Falling Star Continent, strength was respected.
This concept was deeply ingrained in every spirit cultivator's heart. In the past, Bing Shang's cultivation base was higher than Leng Shiqi's, so it was natural for him to call him senior brother.
But now that their cultivation bases were reversed, they had to change the way they addressed each other.
Hengming said, "This is my junior brother."
Leng Shiqi immediately felt that something was wrong. He and Bing Shang were both disciples of the Blood Garment Pavilion. They called each other senior brother, but they didn't have the same master's disciple.
But from Hengming's words, it seemed that Bing Shang really was Hengming's junior brother?
That meant Bing Shang had already been taken in by Ink Frost Ghostman!
"That's right. Bing Shang is a disciple that our pavilion recently accepted." At this moment, a frosty voice suddenly rang out.
Leng Shiqi looked up. At some unknown time, a person had appeared on the main seat of the Bloodkill Hall.
It was the vice pavilion master of the Blood Garment Pavilion, Ink Frost Ghostman!