Hong Zhencheng finished speaking and, without waiting for Ye Yu’s answer, lunged in with a Death Bind.
He hooked his whole body over Ye Yu, locking in with arms and legs.
The posture made Ye Yu extremely uncomfortable—
especially at the gate of the Blazing Sun Sect’s God Alliance.
There were divine clan guards on duty all around; what would they think, seeing this?
Ye Yu reached out at once, intent on flinging Hong Zhencheng off.
But before his hand even touched him, the guy burst into loud sobs.
“Come on, man, I haven’t even touched you yet—what are you crying for?”
Ye Yu went numb all over.
Sure, in the dream world Hong Zhencheng had never been a reliable person.
But he had never been this unreliable.
You Death Bind me, and then you cry?
Even that old bastard Ge Lao doesn’t have a face as thick as yours!
Hong Zhencheng wailed, “My heart hurts! Do you know how much suffering I went through to find you?”
At that, Ye Yu paused.
Suffering?
Had it really reached the point where you’d use that word?
In fact, Hong Zhencheng wasn’t exaggerating.
These days really hadn’t been easy for him.
Hong Zhencheng was the type who liked to freeload; back in the dream he’d met Ye Yu while running the black-on-black track.
A man like that, naturally, wouldn’t keep himself too restrained day to day.
Some time ago, Hong Zhencheng snatched someone else’s opportunity.
A divine clansman named Qian Xin had staked out a heaven-and-earth treasure for a thousand years; Hong Zhencheng cut in at the last second and took it.
Qian Xin wasn’t weak either, and of course he launched a hunt.
Hong Zhencheng wasn’t intimidated in the least; he went straight back to the Wuliang Hall, planning to use the God Alliance as his backing and ride out the pursuit.
Everything had been planned nicely.
Who could have expected that the moment he returned to the Alliance, Xie Buyu grabbed him.
Demanded to know whether he knew Ye Yu.
Heaven and earth as my witness—among everyone Hong Zhencheng knew, there wasn’t a single person with the surname Ye, never mind Ye Yu.
But Xie Buyu was very dissatisfied with that answer.
He told Hong Zhencheng flatly: if you don’t know him, then go meet him. Come back to the God Alliance only after you’ve met him—otherwise, don’t come back at all.
And with that, he literally kicked Hong Zhencheng out of the Wuliang Hall.
The poor baby’s heart was bitter.
I tried to use the Alliance as a backing, and the Alliance kicked me out.
With no choice, seeing he couldn’t return to the Wuliang Hall, Hong Zhencheng took another route and went to ground elsewhere.
He planned to refine that heaven-and-earth treasure before coming back out.
Who knew Qian Xin would be like a ghost, shadowing him without letup.
He hounded Hong Zhencheng for half a month.
During that time, Hong Zhencheng didn’t get a single breath of relief.
When he finally shook Qian Xin off, he suddenly heard the Blazing Sun Sect was looking for someone, and from the image stone they’d posted, it happened to be the same man he had accidentally captured two days earlier while recording scenery.
So he hurried over and presented the image stone.
He didn’t intend to take divine stones as a reward, though; he planned to ask the Blazing Sun Sect to help him look for Ye Yu.
Hong Zhencheng knew very well that only by finding him could he return to the Wuliang Hall and truly be safe.
But life is full of surprises.
The Ye Yu he wanted to find was right here at the Blazing Sun Sect; Hong Zhencheng’s emotions burst like a breached dike and couldn’t be stopped.
The tears poured.
Even Ye Yu couldn’t quite bear to see it.
“It’s fine, stop crying. I—oh, come on—tears are one thing, but you’re about to wipe your snot on my immortal robe? Off, off, off!”
Ye Yu struck out in anger and sent Hong Zhencheng flying.
A second later, the latter came right back.
He was just about to Death Bind again when he saw countless violet demonic sigils rise over Ye Yu’s body.
Hong Zhencheng stared. “You’re not a demon god—how can you be using demon god arts? Forget it, not the point. Come back to the Wuliang Hall with me first; we can talk business later!”
He grabbed for Ye Yu, intending to drag him off.
But Ye Yu yanked him back with one hand.
“Don’t rush. I’ll go back to the Wuliang Hall with you, but not now. Tell me—where exactly did you record the contents of that image stone? Take me there.”
Hong Zhencheng was just about to argue when he suddenly felt a powerful surge of divine force from ahead.
He looked up to see a woman appear—radiant as the blazing sun, impossible to gaze at directly.
It was Zhu Xincheng.
Her personal maid, Little Cui, said in a low voice, “Blazing Sun Sect Master has arrived.”
At those words, Hong Zhencheng reflexively cupped his hands and bowed.
That’s the proper first reaction of one below to a high god.
Ye Yu didn’t care about any of that and pressed again: “Answer me. Where was the footage on the image stone shot?”
Hong Zhencheng cast Ye Yu a wounded look, then took a half step sideways.
Who did you think you were with?
Your sect’s Alliance Lord is right here and you still dare to act out?
Yes—Hong Zhencheng had reflexively taken Ye Yu for a divine clansman of the Blazing Sun Sect.
Then a sudden idea struck him, and he called out loudly, “I am Hong Zhencheng, the divine clansman who presented the image stone. I can forgo the divine stones you offered, so long as you allow Ye Yu to return to the Wuliang Hall with me. I beg the Alliance Lord to grant it!”
Smart guy—once your Alliance Lord speaks, you won’t dare disobey, right?
Hong Zhencheng thought everything would proceed exactly as he’d imagined.
But Zhu Xincheng simply skipped over his words.
She walked to Ye Yu and asked softly, “Do you need help?”
“If I need it, I’ll come to you.”
Ye Yu declined her kindness without hesitation.
Finding Yinghuo was his private affair. Until he knew exactly what was going on, he wouldn’t trouble anyone.
Except Hong Zhencheng.
Because he really did need this guy to lead the way.
“If there’s a chance, come to the Blazing Sun Sect again. I’m very interested in your parallel-world remarks.”
Zhu Xincheng gave Ye Yu a long look, then turned and left.
She never once looked at Ge Lao standing off to the side.
He tried to step forward, but Little Cui raised a hand to stop him.
Ge Lao could only fold his hands into his sleeves and watch Zhu Xincheng walk past from the front, eyes full of sourness, not daring to say a word.
Hong Zhencheng was completely dumbfounded.
Staring after Zhu Xincheng’s departing figure, he asked in confusion, “Hold on—Alliance Lord? What about me?”
Without turning her head, Zhu Xincheng said, “The Blazing Sun Sect never underpays. Every bit of the posted reward will be delivered. As for Ye Yu, I can’t control what he wants to do.”
As soon as the words fell—
Little Cui flickered forward and placed a storage ring before Hong Zhencheng.
And that was that.
The next day.
Under Ye Yu’s firm pressure, Hong Zhencheng led him into a nameless mountain range.
“This is where I was recording life on the image stone. That woman is roughly in that direction.”
He pointed east, looking at Ye Yu with eyes full of grievance.
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