A Pawn's Passage

Qi Xuansu’s thoughts were chaotic. Having absorbed an overwhelming amount of information in a short time, Qi Xuansu could no longer remain composed.

Previously, he had thought that the name “Xuansu” seemed tailor-made for him. Now, he suddenly realized that even his last name felt custom-fitted.

He had not taken Madam Qi’s last name—Yao—yet he had followed Qi Jiaoyao’s last name.

Judging from how Madam Qi had secretly infiltrated the Lingshan Paradise behind the Earthly Preceptor’s back to wreak havoc, her relationship with the Yao family was likely far from harmonious. If the Yao family were akin to the Eleven Great Witches, then Madam Qi would be like Wu Yang, the one who kicked over the fire. Though Wu Yang was one of the Eleven Great Witches, she stood apart from the Ten Witches of Lingshan.

In the past, Qi Xuansu thought that he had taken his master’s last name. But now, he figured that it was probably no coincidence at all.

This made him question what role his master Qi Haoran played within this entire time loop?

Surely, the bond between master and disciple could not also be false, right?

That thought alone was deeply disheartening.

Qi Xuansu put away the fish talisman, removed his hechang, took off the lotus crown from his head, and changed into an ordinary Daoist robe.

He rubbed his face with both hands to alter his appearance, using the Martial Arts Practitioner’s transformative techniques. Finally, he produced a pair of round sunglasses and put them on, concealing his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, Qi Xuansu reverted from the dignified Chief Deputy Mansion Master into an ordinary wandering Daoist.

Then, Qi Xuansu leapt into the sky, heading toward the flying ship port of Lion City.