"Sister Hong."
Tang Manqing and Lin Xiang'er both stepped forward to greet her when they saw Sister Hong again.
"My two dear sisters..." Sister Hong looked at them, a faint smile playing at the corner of her mouth. "Come, follow your elder sister to meet this gentleman."
Tang Manqing and Lin Xiang'er nodded. They had the same intention. Earlier at the gathering, they had been terrified when Gu Qingfeng's mighty shout shattered their mental defenses. Although they were filled with countless doubts and curiosities about Gu Qingfeng, they dared not test him alone.
Now, with Sister Hong leading the way, the two naturally felt no fear.
Although they didn't know Sister Hong's exact background or identity, there was one thing they understood better than anyone else: Sister Hong's strength was absolutely profound and unfathomable. They had witnessed it with their own eyes—so-called Immortals couldn't even stand steadily before Sister Hong. And those Immortals weren't mere Earth-Immortals or loose Immortals, but true Immortals.
The two followed Sister Hong towards the Grand Tutor's Villa. As for the onlookers in the manor, none dared to follow; they could only stay behind and wait.
When they reached the entrance of the Grand Tutor's Villa, Wei Lao said, "Sister Hong, that person is inside the villa. I don't know what method he used, but he slipped in without a sound."
The Grand Tutor's Villa was a luxurious private residence within Linglong Mountain Manor, not open to the public. Due to the preciousness of the resources inside, it was usually kept sealed. The protective formation was personally arranged by Sister Hong, so no one else could enter.
What baffled Wei Lao and the other two was how that person had inexplicably broken into the Grand Tutor's Villa. Even more puzzling was that the protective formation enveloping the villa showed no signs of being cracked or damaged. They truly couldn't figure out how that fellow had managed to get inside.
"Are you certain he's inside?"
Sister Hong's voice came. Wei Lao nodded, though inwardly puzzled by why Sister Hong would ask such a question. He replied, "I saw him enter with my own eyes and have been guarding here ever since. I haven't seen him leave."
Beside him, Tang Manqing and Lin Xiang'er also indicated they had been keeping watch over the Grand Tutor's Villa.
"He is not inside."
Sister Hong's voice came again. Wei Lao, Tang Manqing, and Lin Xiang'er were instantly shocked. At that moment, Sister Hong raised her hand slightly. As a sinister crimson light bloomed from her fingertips, the formation enveloping the Grand Tutor's Villa instantly opened.
Suppressing their astonishment and doubt, Wei Lao and the other two followed her inside. They immediately released their divine sense to investigate, searching every corner of the villa. Indeed, they found no trace of Gu Qingfeng. Yet they all knew that fellow had entered—not only entered, but seemed to have relaxed here for a while.
Because the ethereal, intoxicating formation within the villa was still operating.
That Grand Tutor's chair was still rocking gently.
Beside it were several emptied wine jugs.
The three, refusing to believe it, continued their search. But no matter how they looked, they couldn't find Gu Qingfeng's figure. What baffled them even more was that apart from those few wine jugs, there was almost no trace of his presence in this villa. All the formations remained intact.
To be honest, whether it was Tang Manqing or Lin Xiang'er, both were prodigious talents of the Yanluo Kingdom and even the Divine Land, with knowledge of formations far surpassing ordinary people. Yet faced with such a bizarre scene, they were utterly bewildered.
Not to mention them; even the well-traveled ancient Earth-Immortal Wei Lao was at this moment wide-eyed, mouth agape, his expression filled with deep shock and thick disbelief.
They all knew that to enter the Grand Tutor's Villa, one had to pass through the protective formation. The formation enveloping the villa was the Eight Mysteries Chaos Heaven Formation personally arranged by Sister Hong. Not even the divine sense of Immortals or Demons could penetrate it, let alone physical entry.
If one wanted to break in, there was only one method: break the formation.
Leaving aside how profound the Eight Mysteries Chaos Heaven Formation was and whether it could even be broken, the key point was that the formation enveloping the Grand Tutor's Villa was completely intact, with no signs of damage.
How had he slipped in without a sound?
And how had he mysteriously left?
They didn't know.
Wei Lao, Tang Manqing, and Lin Xiang'er all looked at Sister Hong. They knew that if anyone in the Yanluo Kingdom could answer this question, it would be Sister Hong, because she alone had created this formation.
Sister Hong stood quietly in the villa. At some point, her captivating eyes had already closed, as if sensing something. But the more she sensed, the more serious her expression became on that enchanting, charming face. Then her expression shifted from serious to puzzled, then to curious, and finally to shock—deep astonishment.
"This really is like seeing a ghost..." Sister Hong opened her eyes, a look of amazement flashing across her lips. "The Eight Mysteries Chaos Heaven Formation contains over ten thousand major and minor divine abilities, each containing a million mysteries. Faced with such a formation, even I would have a headache. Yet he...
Without damaging the formation at all, he just came and went as he pleased?
How did he get in?
How did he leave?
And how on earth did he do it?"
It wasn't hard to hear the amazement in Sister Hong's voice.
To Wei Lao, Tang Manqing, and Lin Xiang'er, her words were like a bolt from the blue. Even Sister Hong didn't know how that fellow had come and gone as he pleased?
The three exchanged glances, unable to believe it.
In their eyes, Sister Hong was immensely powerful, her mastery of formations peerless. How could even she not know?
Indeed.
Sister Hong truly didn't know.
Not only didn't she know, she similarly couldn't believe it.
The Eight Mysteries Chaos Heaven Formation was a formation Sister Hong had created alone, one she had always taken pride in. No one understood the power of this formation better than her. Now, there was someone who could come and go unnoticed, as he pleased. How could she not be shocked? How could she dare believe it? This feeling was like having painstakingly woven a net—a net from which no fish could escape—and now a fish had not only broken free from the net but had done so silently, freely, coming and going as it wished.
This was quite a blow to Sister Hong.
It was the first time she had doubted her own mastery of formations, even feeling a sense of doubting life itself.
"Heh..." Sister Hong chuckled wryly, walking over and picking up a wine jug. She murmured to herself, "He has no cultivation, no destiny, his physical body is weak and frail... yet not only is he immensely strong, kicking Peng Jia into a cripple with one foot, his mighty shout shattered all of your mental defenses, and now he can come and go as he pleases within my Eight Mysteries Chaos Heaven Formation...
Just what kind of person is he?"
Perhaps suddenly remembering something, Sister Hong asked, "You said his surname is Gu, given name Qingfeng?
Is he that Chiyan Young Master Gu Qingfeng who, nine years ago in the Great Northwest, killed dozens of scions of the Immortal Court?"
"That's right, it's him."
"In the Great Northwest, he claimed to be the Monarch's successor. Now he claims to be the Monarch himself..." Sister Hong murmured. "Truly, the longer you live, the more bizarre things you encounter...
The Yanluo Kingdom already has one Chixiao Monarch giving me a headache, and now another pops up. And by the looks of it, this Monarch is even more extraordinary than that one..."