CHAPTER 602: CHAPTER 581: ONE MORE UPDATE

Gu Dao and Xi Feng shared the same confusion, but now, to avoid drawing attention, they could only follow the crowd step by step forward. In the corner of his eye, Gu Dao saw his own Princely Heir slowly making his way to the doorway, while he himself was still a few people away from the entrance. Moreover, these disciples of Ghoul Ravine were all craning their necks to look inside, blocking the view. Even if something happened, they wouldn’t be able to protect the Princely Heir immediately. This was what he was most anxious about.

However, in the next moment, Gu Dao sensed something was wrong. Zong Yunqian, who had reached the door, suddenly stopped, his face a picture of horror as he stared at the scene inside. His expression was weird and terrifying, as if he had seen something extremely frightening, forming a stark contrast with the excited faces of the surrounding Ghoul Ravine disciples.

Gu Dao’s first thought was that the Princely Heir would be discovered. Such an expression was extremely noticeable, and the moment someone inside looked up...

What on earth was inside?

At this point, Zong Yunqian could no longer hear any sound around him. The force of the crowd that was pushing him forward became more and more distant in his mind. He was jostled by the people, staggering, unable to stand firm, only hearing a rattling sound in his throat that echoed in his head, threatening to swallow him whole.

Zong Yunqian’s vision blurred from the reality to vague shapes, and then back to clarity. The scenes imprinted themselves deeply into his memory, tugging at all his nerves.

The painful moaning continued. The room was packed with disciples of Ghoul Ravine, their actions delirious, expressions maniacal, utterly crazed. Gu Dao had just squeezed his way to the doorway. Through the wide-open doors, his first glimpse was of the Qiandao Temple disciples in the center of the room, moaning in agony. The young disciple was not old, his body bound in a grotesque posture to the pillar in the middle of the room. His distorted features were barely recognizable, his arms, thighs, and neck festooned with tubes. Three or four Ghoul Ravine disciples surrounded the pillar, gaping mouths extracting blood from the man’s body. Gu Dao instantly understood his Princely Heir’s feelings, his body froze, unable to move, as he helplessly witnessed the scene.

Soon, the blood from the person on the pillar seemed to have been drained clean. Two people inside immediately took him down and threw him aside, then promptly lifted another Qiandao Temple disciple and tied him up. The disciples of Ghoul Ravine who had sucked the blood instantly looked revived, in stark contrast to their previous stiff state, then orderly left through another room.

"Don’t push, don’t push—"

The people inside shouted loudly, but the crowd outside continued to swarm forward. Amidst the noisy commotion, Gu Dao felt all the blood in his body rush to his head.

Zong Yunqian shouted, but his cry was instantly drowned out by all sorts of bizarre screams and howls around him. However, it managed to jolt Gu Dao and Xi Feng to their senses. In the next moment, Gu Dao and Xi Feng desperately grabbed onto Zong Yunqian, pulling him towards the outside with all their might.

The chaotic disciples of Ghoul Ravine didn’t notice the trio at all, their eyes excitedly fixed on the room, especially as the scent of blood diffused, momentarily overpowering the disciples’ peculiar odor, the screams and howls intensifying.

"Princely Heir, Princely Heir, you must stay calm—"

Gu Dao clutched his own Princely Heir tightly. Zong Yunqian’s eyes were bloodshot; the ones he had just seen tied to the pillar, tied to the pillar...

Zong Yunqian knew them and had even spoken with them on normal days. It was as though blood would drip from Zong Yunqian’s eyes, his grip on Gu Dao’s hand so tight as if he wished to crush it.

Gu Dao felt dizzy from the pain but dared not make a sound.

"Princely Heir, to save them, we must plan carefully. If we are discovered as well, they will truly have no hope at all." It was only then that Gu Dao and Xi Feng slowly let go of their Princely Heir’s hands, as Gu Dao and Xi Feng promptly dragged Zong Yunqian to a concealed spot without delay.

"Princely Heir, Master Huo Yi is very likely here as well. Right now, the most crucial thing is to rescue Master Huo Yi." Xi Feng immediately followed up. Only by rescuing Master Huo Yi would they have a chance to save all the people from Qiandao Temple.

After a long while, Zong Yunqian finally calmed down. He rarely visited Bu Er Temple on normal days, but judging by the situation, the mages from Qiandao Temple must be held somewhere. If it weren’t for Zong Yunqian’s detection of that familiar scent, they might not have been able to find out anything at this time.

"Let’s go, continue—"

Zong Yunqian looked at Bu Er Temple in the night and led the way towards the rear of the temple.

...

As dawn began to break, there was no sound in the Cloud Room. Elder Can and Elder Su, who were waiting outside, couldn’t help but peek inside.

"Wouldn’t the two Elders like to come in and sit?" Miss Xing Yu couldn’t help but invite again.

"No, no, Miss Xing Yu, you’re busy, you’re busy—" Elder Can said very "courteously," his attitude was extremely pleasant, especially since, throughout the night, they had searched the entire Bu Er Temple and had not discovered a trace of their Young Master. After much thought, there was only one place the Young Master could have gone.

Xing Yu rolled her eyes. If you’re not coming inside, then don’t stand here, she thought, making them feel very uncomfortable, as if they dared not do anything they wanted to do.

Elder Su then pulled Elder Can’s sleeve. Why don’t you ask? If you ask, you’ll know. What’s the point of waiting here?

Elder Can glared back. Ask what? How to ask? To ask the Young Master if he was peeping last night?

Have you figured out the situation at all?

Elder Su immediately wilted. It’s just that...

He didn’t do it on purpose. It was only because the Young Master pushed him; otherwise, how could he have fallen down?

Yin He woke up early. When he awoke, the faint fragrance was not overwhelming, but it was enough to lift his spirit and body, like floating in the clouds, making everything feel surreal.

When Nanny Yun quietly pushed the door open, she saw Yin He on the floor couch, staring blankly, and was immediately taken aback. So, this lad had slept on this couch all night?

Nanny Yun suddenly felt a sense of exasperation, as if this lad was not using his head properly.

Nanny Yun remembered, back at Prince Duan’s Mansion, her lady had also flirted... Yet, had he not grasped anything from those encounters? Otherwise, why would he have just slept on the floor couch?

Nanny Yun even wondered if her lady had personally kicked him off the bed, but then she saw that Yin He was wearing the sash she had stuffed at him.

It was, after all, the sash she had stuffed...

Nanny Yun was at a loss for words for a moment.

Yin He sat up in a fluster. Although he was nervous, he dared not make a sound. Seeing this, Nanny Yun sighed in her heart. Fine, let it be, she’ll let things take their course.

Nanny Yun took a glance at the bed curtains, then looked at the young man: Still not awake?

The young man nodded his head, breathing long and steady, his breaths even, he must not have woken up. That’s why before Nanny Yun came in, he hadn’t dared to move.

Nanny Yun waved her hand, signaling the young man to leave first.

Yin He left without hesitation. Stepping out, he finally felt the tension in his whole body relax, and he took a deep breath.

Despite the tension, his mood was quite joyful.