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At the Lancang River, a streak of light tore across the sky and cut through the clouds like a blade of flame. With a sharp whistle of displaced air, it dropped rapidly toward the earth before slowing and shifting. In midair, it transformed into a slender boat. The vessel touched down on the wide, rushing surface of the river without disturbing a single ripple.
Luo Chen stood at the bow of the boat with narrowed eyes and a faint crease forming on his brow. "It should be here, no mistake..."
The token left behind by Tian Xingzi had not been some ordinary trinket. It was a mid-grade puppet, far more than a simple construct. It could act in place of a cultivator, able to observe, to watch, and to guide.
Back when he had attacked the Duan family’s Xiaohuan Mountain, Luo Chen had suspended it high in the night sky to oversee the battlefield. Ever since, it had remained quietly at his side, never once stirring.
He had not expected it to suddenly activate today. Following its signal, he had made his way downstream from Dahe Market along the Lancang River. Yet when he arrived, there was no trace of Tian Xingzi.
"Where is he?" Luo Chen muttered, scanning the tranquil waterline.
Just as confusion settled over him, the river suddenly surged.
Torrents of water twisted as though stirred by an unseen hand. Luo Chen’s expression tightened. He drew on his flying boat and retreated...
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