Chen Qing hadn't expected any unexpected rewards, and after giving his thanks, he descended.
Ruan Qingyi waved to summon a black cloud, hunching inside the mist, making it seem like a black cloud was following Chen Qing.
They had flown just over fifty miles downward without encountering anything when Chen Qing heard Ruan Qingyi's voice in his mind, "There's someone over there!"
Chen Qing glanced to the side and saw a young man in white robes flying straight down on a sword.
Ruan Qingyi quickly pulled Chen Qing into the black cloud, "That seems to be Xiao Yexi of the South Sea Mito Temple."
"He reached the Mystic Gate Realm twenty years ago, and by now, he should have solidified his foundation, so he's probably come down the mountain now to gain experience."
"Seeing his momentum, if we follow him, we're sure to witness a spectacular display of spells!"
Chen Qing immediately released his Fog Gu, transforming into a cloud of mist that attached to Ruan Qingyi's cloud.
