Wu Qingwu was alarmed after guessing Ye Tian Yun's cultivation realm.
Not that she hadn't encountered any Foundation Establishment Cultivators, but the current situation was different.
She couldn't even tell if the others in the carriage were friends or foes. Neither did she know where they were heading to.
And her own cultivation was far from Foundation Establishment Realm, so she had no way of escaping on her own.
She stared at Ye Tian Yun for a moment and asked, "Who are you people?"
Ye Tian Yun slightly frowned for a moment and sent a spirit message to Yuan Shuchun and Xiao Ming.
'Act well with her. Also, she's now the maid of Young Master Jun Xie. Don't forget that.'
Yuan Shuchun and Xiao Ming's expressions changed for a moment before returning to normal.
'Foundation Establishment Realm…'
Both had a feeling, but this spirit message confirmed their fears.
'He's definitely the most powerful cultivator of this generation…'
Both of them couldn't help but gulp.
Meanwhile, Ye Tian Yun glanced at Wu Qingwu and frowned, "Well, we found you injured in the Silver Mist City."
"Oh?" Wu Qingwu's expression turned down a bit.
'They found me? That means all the guards were…'
There was now a high probability that everyone from her entourage except her was dead.
"What happened in the Silver Mist City? Any major events?" She immediately asked.
Ye Tian Yun simply shrugged and said, "Well, half of the city has been destroyed, and almost no one survived the battle between Core Formation Realm cultivators. You're one of the lucky survivors of this incident."
"Oh…" Wu Qingwu sighed and leaned back on the carriage.
"Where are you from?" Ye Tian Yun asked, trying to push her in a corner.
Wu Qingwu pursed her lips, and after a few moments, she said, "I… don't remember."
"Hm?" Ye Tian Yun frowned, and in the next moment, the corner of his lips curved upwards in a smile.
"Alright, well, from your clothes and the way you look, I am sure you're a maid of some merchant." He added while scratching his chin.
"A… maid…" Wu Qingwu frowned.
Ye Tian Yun smiled at her and nodded, "Yes. The first time I laid my eyes on you, I knew you were definitely a maid from somewhere. And as your luck turns out, my friend is in dire need of a maid. I guess you're now employed."
Wu Qingwu pursed her lips and didn't say anything for a long time.
She was, in fact, mulling over her situation.
'Can I return to the Wu Kingdom on my own…'
'But will they kill me if I say no?'
'And if I say yes, will I ever get a chance to go back?'
She didn't know the answer to these questions.
The future seemed bleak.
'Sigh… a maid, hmm…'
'Alright then, so be it.'
But first, she needed to confirm something.
"Who's your friend?" She asked Ye Tian Yun.
"He's sitting outside beside the carriage driver, Fu Kai."
Wu Qingwu frowned and gradually got up.
Slowly moving the curtain, she peeked outside and saw a guy of her age sitting beside Fu Kai. With his chin on his hands, he was lost in his thoughts, unaware of the maiden staring at him.
'He's… handsome.'
Wu Qingwu immediately shook her head and removed the unnecessary thoughts from her head.
'He's my new master? If his cultivation is low… I might escape!'
Closing the curtain, Wu Qingwu turned her head at Ye Tian Yun once again and nodded lightly.
Ye Tian Yun smiled and said, "Well, we're heading to the Blue Pole Town. You can formally meet him there."
Wu Qingwu gave a slight nod and sat quietly.
An awkward silence prevailed, and Ye Tian Yun closed his eyes to focus on cultivation.
He had no interest in chatting with any of the three in the carriage.
…
Main Hall, Heavenly Oracle Sect, Middle Heavens.
It had been about five hours since the natural phenomenon that covered everything in darkness.
This event shook the whole world, and the most stunned place was none other than this sect.
Headed by the Council of Grand Elders, this sect prided over its ability to handle arrays and predict the future.
Even with the ability to predict the future, they had not only failed to gain any advantage, but also their prediction turned out to be wrong.
"It was not a Token! It was a fucking Emblem!!"
And right now, the Head Grand Elder was not in a good mood, to say the least.
"What the fuck went wrong? Why did fate deviate? Which Emblem has appeared!? What the fuck is going on? Somebody tell me!"
The other Grand Elders remained silent. They were too afraid to say anything at this moment.
"Fuck! Why are you silent now, you old bastard!? Weren't you in a hurry to send your favorite disciples in search of the Token earlier!? Where the fuck is your enthusiasm now? I want to know!"
Silence.
"Bunch of living carcasses! With thousands of years' worth of records, why do I still not have an answer?"
Silence.
"Fuck of you all, old geezers! Don't show me your face until you get an answer!"
The Head Grand Elder, annoyed after getting no response from the people around him, kicked all of them out of the Main Hall.
"Sigh…"
In the empty hall, the Head Grand Elder let out a long breath and slumped on his seat.
'Where did things go wrong?'
He had no answer to this.
'What should be the next step?'
He didn't have an answer to this either.
Just then -
He suddenly moved his neck and looked at the entrance.
"Why haven't you gone, Third Grand Elder?"
"I have something to talk about."
"Hm?" The Head Grand Elder couldn't help but frown, "What is it? Come in first. And why didn't you say anything earlier? You were just sitting there quietly?"
"Hm… Head Grand Elder… my disciple… Tian'er is… dead."
"What?" The Head Grand Elder stood up in surprise as the man entered the room.