Word came from capital again, reminding Xu Linghe to return home as soon as possible. This was Xu Yinchang's ultimatum. As he looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him, Xu Linghe could not help but feel disappointed as he recalled the events of a few months ago. This sea of flowers was his little woman's favorite place. There was still no news of Jiang Wuyou. He had once visited Wind City at night and asked the small ghosts there but these tiny souls of the netherworld evaded his questions. He also visited the residence of the Queen of Wind City but found it empty. He could not find a trace of this woman throughout the entire netherworld, as though Jiang Wuyou had disappeared from this world. Nonetheless, Xu Linghe did not give up hope. It looked increasingly likely that he would not visit Jiangnan this year. Xu Linghe and Di Li sat in the spacious carriage while the King of Jiangdu, Di Qing, lounged on a soft couch. Xu Linghe felt more reassured to know that the

He concluded that he would have to make his move through Ni Shang. This woman had put on a well-behaved act the entire journey but had been hiding her true motives the entire time. Xu Linghe strode out of the guest room and closely observed his surroundings. He found purple bloodstains on a patch of grass and dabbed at the blood with his fingers. He could still smell its faint scent and deduced that the fox spirit must have come by tonight. Had the Wolf King been on their tail the entire time? Xu Linghe followed the scent of blood and walked along a narrow alley to find himself in a dilapidated hut filled with cobwebs. This was an abandoned house and it was very dark with the exception of a stream of moonlight that had entered through a crack in the collapsing roof. The dust was so thick that it covered the tip of his shoe and when he flicked his finger, dust swirled all around. This house was in an extremely bad state and would have collapsed a long time ago if

After returning from the Xu's mansion, Xu Linghe did not have a spare moment, though. He hoped to have his Junior Brother to make a trip to the North Desert. Now except Lin Xiaosa, he could have few people to trust at hand. Di Qing was injured. So it was an urge for Xu Linghe to have Lin Xiaosa come as soon as possible. It seemed that his father, Xu Yinchang, was unshakable in his decision. "Junior Brother, this is the letter for Lin Xiaosa. Please send it to Brother Lin in person." "Senior Brother, you can count on me. I promise that Lin Xiaosa will reach the capital city within two days." "Junior Brother, thank you." Little Lingchong sat alone in the yard. Chengyi stared at his Senior Brother, who knitted his eyebrows, and let out a sigh. Little Lingchong told Xu Linghe that Jiang Wuyou was a little fox and that the reason why she concealed her identity was that she was afraid she would be rejected by him. Xu

Sunshine in late autumn warmed Wuyou's heart. Every blade of grass and every tree would become sweet memory. On the way to Fairy Kingdom, Wuyou wondered why Xiao Qi chose to take a carriage instead of using sorcery. When the carriage stopped at a place called "Wang You", Wuyou finally understand the meaning of desolation. The lake from afar looked blank. Curiosity drove Wuyou to take a look. However, no sooner had Xiao Qi stepped forward than she was pulled back by Xiao Qi. She felt a bit puzzled, but Xiao Qi did not say a word and just headed to the lake. The brawny and bearded man followed behind. These people looked grave. Wuyou dared not to mess around and just stayed on the horse. In the distance, Xiao Qi threw something into the water. But Wuyou could not catch a clear sight because it was absolutely far away. Seeing carriages of stuff being thrown into the lake, Wuyou finally realized the purpose of the carriages. "What is in the car

A group of men's appearance brought a lull to the noisy soul battle arena. Walking first was a thin and tall man, followed closely by some men in green cloth holding glaze trays. The chief on the high platform took over the trays with great care. Never underestimate those small wooden tokens on them. Whoever lost wooden tokens would be disqualified immediately. "Chuya, the thin and tall man is the chief in charge of the five Meets in succession. Right?" Xiao Nai asked at the top of his thin and acute voice. Shen Chuya nodded in agreement. Wuyou thought that it mattered little to her. What she was eager to do now was to jump into the soul battle arena to take a close look in order to check how formidable the Evil Spirit in Shen Chuya's words was. Looking at the main venue encircled tightly by iron chains, Wuyou only hoped that night fell quickly. She had no way of retreat in Fairy City, and Xiao Qi would not keep a person good-for-nothing. To win, she h