Qian Duoduo glanced at Guan Tusheng, sighed deeply, “I have an unspeakable reason and must leave for a period of time.”
It was within Qian Duoduo’s expectations that Guan Tusheng had calculated some things.
However, his destiny was already closely tied to his own, and he believed that Guan Tusheng would not do anything detrimental to him, nor would he reveal any of his secrets.
Guan Tusheng would not tell Ming Huanhuan either.
“What do we do about the Three Sects War?” Guan Tusheng asked in a low voice.
“I don’t know what to do either,” Qian Duoduo said frankly, “but you all must protect yourselves.”
He took out some Medicinal Pills and Magic Treasures and gave them to Guan Tusheng and Ming Huanhuan.
Ming Huanhuan seemed to understand something and said, “Wherever Senior Brother goes, we will go.”
He guessed that Qian Duoduo was a Cultivator from the Middle Road or Upper Road, and in this Zongshi War, he had obtained a heavy treasure from Ba Ling Sect and wanted to slip away.
“Wait until the situation becomes clear.” Qian Duoduo actually wanted to say that taking them to Refining Spirit Sect would also be troublesome.
But it wasn’t time to reveal his identity yet, so he thought for a moment and instructed, “Don’t stop buying Corpse Puppets and Golden Ox.”
The Four Unlike could command tens of thousands of Corpse Puppets, and they had only refined five or six thousand so far.
If he could control one or two tens of thousands of Corpse Puppets, then he wouldn’t have to worry about the safety of Guan Tusheng, Ming Huanhuan, and the others.
As night fell, Qian Duoduo very solemnly told Zeng Zifang, Guan Tusheng, and Ming Huanhuan via a Jade Slip, “Ba Zu has a movement technique that requires practice in a spacious area. I will return once I have successfully Cultivated it.”
Without waiting for the three to reply, Qian Duoduo stepped on a Flying Sword and rapidly flew away along a pre-selected secluded route.
Leaving a message for Zeng Zifang was to let Ancestor Zeng know through her why he was not in the Sect.
Because the Zeng Family wanted to borrow Ba Zu’s might, they would certainly maintain the illusion of him practicing his cultivation.
Leaving a message for Guan Tusheng and Ming Huanhuan, on the other hand, was to protect them.
It was to show Ba Ling Sect that they were Ba Zu’s most trusted people.
A quarter of an hour later, he exited Nose Peak. Half an hour later, he arrived at Ba Ling Sect’s Sect.
After leaving the Sect, Qian Duoduo asked Liu Boli to help him conceal his figure and flew rapidly towards the true north.
Using the terrain, Qian Duoduo circled several times in the mountain gully, found a deep cave, and burrowed into it.
Inside the cave, he took out the joy tent, hid inside, and completely dissipated his Qi.
He activated his Purple Eyes, and after confirming that no Spiritual Awareness was tracking him, he let out a huge sigh of relief.
“Master,” Qian Duoduo changed into an unmarked robe inside the tent, “we’re going home.”
Taking off Ba Ling Sect’s blood robe was like shedding Ba Zu’s identity, and he was no longer afraid of Zeng Zifang’s coercion.
Liu Boli’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he retorted, “Which home are we going back to?”
“Refining Spirit Sect. Isn’t Refining Spirit Sect our home?”
After leaving Ba Ling Sect, the worry that had been hanging over Qian Duoduo’s heart finally settled.
In Ba Ling Sect, not only did he have to guard against his identity being exposed, but someone could also challenge him to a duel at any time, so the sense of security was much lower than in Refining Spirit Sect.
If he had to choose a place to settle down, he would definitely choose Refining Spirit Sect.
“Is Refining Spirit Sect your home?” Liu Boli looked at Qian Duoduo from inside the Golden Toad.
Qian Duoduo lowered his head, thought seriously for a moment, and replied:
“Yes. Where there are people and things that warm me, that is my home.”
“Is Ba Ling Sect not your home?” Liu Boli retorted.
Qian Duoduo was stunned, somewhat dazed: “That’s right! If Refining Spirit Sect has people and things that warm me, does Ba Ling Sect not?”
There must be some here too.
If there weren’t, he wouldn’t have given Medicinal Pills and Magic Treasures to Guan Tusheng and Ming Huanhuan before fleeing.
Even with Zeng Zifang, whom he greatly feared, he could not deny that he liked the feeling of standing back to back with her.
