At the foot of the unknown mountain, Lin Xun was sneaking around once again. This time he had concealed his entire body with the Suanni Qi for fear of being noticed by the Single-Horned Golden-Eyed Beast.

The Messenger Blood Flower!

Then, he suddenly took out a jet-black bamboo slip that was stored in his bosom. It was part of the loot from the Black Nightmare Dog Clan expert. 

After a quick examination, he understood its marvelous use and his eyes flashed a strange glint. Immediately, he instilled a wisp of spirit sense into the Messenger Blood Flower. 

……

“Young Master, judging from the traces that the target left behind, I believe we will be able to catch up to him within one day!” Gou Dong respectfully reported near an ancient woodland. 

Gou Xuxing’s indifferent but elegant voice sounded from the black chariot, “Gou Dong, you are hiding something from me.”

His one sentence made Gou Dong’s face turn pale and his body stiff.  

Gou Xuxing explained calmly, “There is a faint scent of roasted bone on you. It is a very special scent that nauseates me. Can you tell me the reason for th...