"Pff—" Zong Yunqian leaped down from a large tree, frowning as he glanced around. He always felt that something was amiss; the Ghost Shadow would suddenly vanish. Compared to the one he initially encountered, which only rampaged wildly, the one appearing today seemed to have grown a brain.
Zong Yunqian hadn't given up. For three consecutive days, he had been pursuing this Ghost Shadow. However, the strange thing was that when it first appeared, it seemed as if it was waiting for him specifically. But when he gave chase, it would always strangely disappear in the end.
Zong Yunqian wasn't in a hurry. After all, a Ghost Shadow couldn't cause much of an uproar in Zheng Capital, and besides, he had promised to discuss scriptures with his senior brother that afternoon—he couldn't stand him up.
Equally puzzled was Ju Nanyi. People from Ju Nanyi had learned to be smarter in recent days. Instead of chasing the Ghost Shadow all over the mountains, they quietly noted its route.
