Qin Huai studied the experience orb, slightly surprised. "Who would've thought the gatekeeper was such a character?"
He hadn't expected this elder from Wuji Mountain to possess the Kun Peng bloodline and practice the powerful blood heart technique. This left Qin Huai unsure about the elder's true allegiance.
"Or maybe he's playing both sides," Qin Huai speculated.
After using poison powder to dispose of the corpse, Qin Huai retracted the bronze landscape diagram. He landed lightly on the grass, leaving no trace of his footprints on the yellow, withered grass. Scaling the top of the dilapidated Taoist temple's wall, he slipped inside.
The temple was in ruins with nothing notable but a clear flow of aura. Approaching it, Qin Huai saw Xiang Mingfeng sitting on a futon in the unclosed inner hall of the temple. In front of him was a half-destroyed, seven-meter-tall stone statue.
