Xiao Li hurried to the place he had thought of. There weren’t many houses in the sect that were meant for just one person or maybe a couple to live alone. And most of them were occupied by the Elders. Only a few chosen disciples would have the honor to occupy one of them. Even he as a so-called direct disciple of Elder Shan hadn’t gotten the opportunity and only had the choice between living in a building with other disciples or claiming one of the caverns in the mountain.
If they really valued that Qiu Ling greatly, they would likely let him live here. It would be unexpected for a new disciple but considering that Elder Shan had sent him to inquire more, there seemed to be something special about this disciple so this was really his best bet.
Xiao Li sat down on a stone bench that was situated behind a shrub. He could see the path leading up to the houses in the vicinity from there but the people who came wouldn’t see him immediately. It should be enough for a quick glance.
Unfortunately, he could do nothing but wait and his target didn’t seem like he wanted to show up. After two hours of futile waiting, Xiao Li couldn’t help but frown. Maybe he had gotten it wrong and the sect hadn’t actually given him one of the houses yet but had just taken a general interest in him? Or maybe they had but it wasn’t one of those situated in the cave but rather up on the mountain? Or maybe that guy was inside and wouldn’t come out until tomorrow?
Xiao Li slowly became anxious. This was most likely his only chance to leave this place and get himself a position back at court. He couldn’t mess up! He agonized over what to do but just when he stood up to go and take a look at the other dwellings he noticed the sound of steps coming from the pathway. He hurriedly sat down again so as to not draw attention and peeked through the branches of the shrub.
What he saw made him calm down slightly. Two men in black robes were coming up the path, walking closely together. Or rather there was a man that seemed to be in his late twenties that led a boy of about sixteen or seventeen years of age forward. He had hugged his waist and was completely focused on him, not caring about the path in front of them or their surroundings at all. They were obviously that pair of lovers that Elder Shan had talked about.
Xiao Li smiled sinisterly. This man might look human at first glance but if one knew what to look for, it wasn’t that hard to spot the difference. Never mind the obvious difference in strength, the biggest giveaway was his nails. They absolutely didn’t look like those of a human. They were of a dark gray color and there was a glint to the edge that suggested just how sharp they were. The slightly differing form also suggested that these should not be seen as mere nails but as claws instead.
Yes, there was no reason to doubt his initial idea anymore. This person was indeed that Qiu Ling, the king of the dragon race. The person his own king had tasked everyone in the mortal realm to keep an eye out for.
Qiu Ling suddenly halted in his steps. He pulled Jing Yi closer while the nails on his right hand actually did elongate into claws. His gaze flitted to the shrub not far from them. Someone was observing his beloved and that person had ulterior motives! He could feel it even from this distance!
“Long Jun, what is it?” Jing Yi looked over as well but he couldn’t see anything. Unfortunately, he had chosen the worst moment to finally remember to call Qiu Ling by the alias they had chosen.
Hearing this name or rather this title Xiao Li’s lips curved up even further. If he had needed any further confirmation of his theory, he would now have it. Which immortal in his right mind would dare to let himself be called Longjun? Not a single one. That was just asking for a fight. Thus, this only left one conclusion: He was right! This person really was the dragon king. He had to go and tell His Majesty right away!
Before Xiao Li could take even one step a black-robed figure dashed in front of him. Qiu Ling wanted to catch the person with bad intentions toward his beloved but as soon as he arrived in front of Xiao Li and reached out, the person’s body flickered for a short moment and evaded.
Qiu Ling’s expression shifted. “Demon!” He lunged at him, both hands’ nails extended into claws. They seemed to have struck but before he could injure the other person the body once again transformed into a cloud of black smoke and vanished from sight.
Qiu Ling cursed. Damn this! So he had indeed been right. The demons were after his Jing He! He clenched his fists not caring one bit that his claws were digging right into his palms. Only when Jing Yi gripped his hand did he come out of his thoughts.
“Long Jun! What happened to your hand?! Who was there?” Jing Yi looked up at him with an anxious expression. It seemed like his carelessness had really led to his fiance being injured. “I’m sorry. This is all my fault.”
Qiu Ling sighed. “It’s not. This … you’re the least responsible for all of this.” He looked at the spot where that person had vanished and frowned. In fact, he rather felt that it was his own fault.