Chapter 922: Seizing The Prize (I)
Guo Hongyao had only been gone for fifteen minutes, yet Guo Hongkang was already growing anxious where he stood. His once-settled mood turned uneasy. He flew northward for a kilometer or two but, fearing schemes or ambushes, dared not go farther.
"Perhaps Li Xijun has someone backing him. Guo Hongyao might act fierce against Li Xijun alone, but if she runs into that thunder cultivator Li Qinghong, she’s no match at all..." muttered Guo Hongkang.
He figured Guo Hongyao’s life shouldn’t be in danger. Although Guo Shentong had vanished for years and the east and west sides of Crimson Reef were now allies in name only, Guo Hongyao’s branch was still one of direct descendance. She should still carry plenty of life-saving treasures.
"I’ll wait a little longer... If there’s no word from her after an hour, she’s probably used some talisman to escape. I’m carrying something too important to just stand here."
Guo Hongkang waited quietly, one hand on his magic sword. He closed his eyes while his other hand lit up with red light, two fingers pressed on the Shenyang Mansion point between his brows. Using a spell, he extended his spiritual sense to its limit, yet he still couldn't sense anything.
He had no choice but to give up and open his eyes. In the hazy distance, he saw a reddish-gray glow. It was clearly the hue of Merging Fire. Alarmed, he quickly clutched the talisman Guo Hongjian had given him, thinking, She already used a talisman after just fifteen minutes? Li Xijun is only at the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm. His sword aura barely counts as strong, not overwhelming. Either he’s hiding his strength, or he has help.
Guo Hongkang immediately made a decision and began retreating silently. His original plan to wait an hour was instantly abandoned as he muttered, "I’ll give her fifteen more minutes!"
Guo Hongkang was one of the top talents among the collateral branches. He secretly cultivated many techniques and had a bright future. But even so, he didn’t dare offend Guo Hongyao, afraid this woman might go mad.
"If not for that, I wouldn’t care whether she lived or died!"
He waited anxiously for a few seconds until he finally spotted a streak of light flying toward him from the distance, swaying unsteadily. Its mana aura was so dim it was hard to discern, but it was faintly tinged with white mist.