Chapter 107.2: Thank Heaven Youre Here, Little Bride
Before long, Wu Tong arrived at a quiet lakeside. He took out a small vial of liquid and poured it into the lake. The crystal clear water instantly turned blood-red. Moments later, a terrifying projection appeared upon the lake's surface.
Wu Tong bowed deeply, his tone filled with reverence. "Greetings, Supreme.”
"How is Yuzhou?" the projection asked slowly.
"Supreme," Wu Tong replied respectfully, "I've encountered some complications. The City of No Return is guarded by a single powerful figure. He is suspected to be the White Supreme’s disciple."
The Supreme's expression darkened, though he quickly suppressed his unease. Wu Tong, of course, understood Misang's hesitation. Misang had no desire to truly make an enemy of the City of No Return, hence why he had conveniently left Yuzhou. Wu Tong, on the other hand, had come here under the Supreme One's direct command.
"A disciple of the White Supreme?" The Supreme's eyes narrowed. A faint fear surfaced, disappearing quickly. "No, if the White Supreme truly knew of this matter, he wouldn't send a disciple, and came himself."
Just thinking of the White Supreme filled the Supreme with dread. After all, the two were the most powerful beings in this world. The Supreme dared not even imagine clashing with either.
"So, it's mere coincidence," he murmured, calming himself. "Are you afraid you're no match for this disciple?"
"Yes," Wu Tong admitted. "My death is nothing but I fear disrupting your grand plan, Supreme."
He knew the Supreme was plotting something involving the City of No Return and Jialan City. He did not know the details and dared not ask but success promised unimaginable fortune.
The Supreme's eyes flickered with countless emotions. Then, without warning, the lake began to churn violently. A vortex formed at its center, dragging all the water inward.
Wu Tong watched, his heart trembling. He knew this was the Supreme's doing.