"Actually, I don't know the background of the other party either; I only know that if the two of us leave the other behind here, we too will certainly be left without an intact corpse! Even if we flee to the ends of the earth, it would end the same way!"
As soon as Du Gubo's voice fell, Chrysanthemum Douluo responded.
At this moment, his speed became even faster.
Because he was going to find Ye Feng.
If something really happened, he would ask the Azure Oxpython if there was any other way to remedy the situation.
However, they did not know.
The Azure Oxpython was raging because of Xiaowu's incident.
It was the kind of anger one feels when finally leveling up an account to a high level, only to have it hacked!
And the key was that once the account was hacked, it might not be retrievable.
And it was not because of Ye Feng.
A mere teleportation array, where could it trap someone like Ye Feng?
The two were conversing deep within the Aquipeia Forest at this moment.
No one knew what they talked about.
Not even the Titan Ape knew.
On the other side.
"Whoosh—"
Two streaks of light were weaving through the Aquipeia Forest.
No one knew how much time had passed.
Perhaps it was more than half an hour, but they were still aimlessly wandering like headless flies.
"Damn it!!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo punched a large tree, his body and mind exhausted.
"Boom—"
Instantly, the entire tree collapsed.
Bearing the weight of Chrysanthemum Douluo's anger as well as his hope for life.
Because if they couldn't find it, they couldn't return to report.
"How can we not find it, this is so strange, the sound was clearly nearby just before!"
Du Gubo was also extremely tired.
The energy he had recovered earlier was practically drained at this moment.
His entire person was both weary and bedraggled!
"Not sure, but I'm certain there must be some kind of barrier deep in the Aquipeia Forest, it's the other side obstructing us, otherwise we couldn't possibly fail to find the place."
Chrysanthemum Douluo was after all a Level 95 Super Douluo.
He had encountered similar things on missions with the Spirit Hall in the past.
So he guessed there must be some sort of barrier.
If that were the case, everything else would make sense.
Like how they, the Spirit Hall, had searched for a long time without finding the specific location.
He estimated it was that thing.
"What do we do now??"
That's when Du Gubo asked.
He was somewhat confused himself.
"Sigh, Old Poison, we both need to prepare ourselves mentally."
Tired.
Chrysanthemum Douluo felt that if they continued like this, there was hardly any hope left.
Little Fengfeng probably wasn't coming out.
"Old Chrysanthemum, although I don't know the specific background of this Old Peel, I think we won't die so quickly, right? If the people behind us come, we should be able to explain it to the other side."
At that moment, Du Gubo spoke.
"It's indeed possible to sort things out if people from his big background come, but the person we have to deal with right now won't listen to our explanations."
Chrysanthemum Douluo spoke as his face filled with a look of melancholy.
Truthfully, he had never imagined that he might die over this matter.
"The person we're dealing with right now? Could it be that this Old Flayer is really the Pope of Spirit Hall's son?"
Looking at Chrysanthemum Douluo's expression, Du Gubo was bewildered.
If the Pope's son died due to their negligence—strictly speaking, it might not be negligence, but the Spirit Hall would definitely see the death as having something to do with them.
Those guys wouldn't listen to excuses.
In the end, the outcome would certainly be miserable.
"The person is not the Pope of Spirit Hall's son."
Chrysanthemum Douluo spoke up.
"If not the Pope's son, then who scared you, a Spirit Hall Elder, into this state? Normally speaking, you're backed by the power on the Continent with the most Titled Douluos, they wouldn't ignore you in a real crisis, so why worry! Ultimately, it should be someone like me who ought to worry!"
Du Gubo spoke in an annoyed manner.
Chrysanthemum Pass was backed by an organization, while his, Du Gubo's, backing was Qingfeng Tower.
But against powerful forces, it was like having nothing at all.
If retaliation truly came, he would definitely be finished.
That's it, that's it, I'll just take care of my affairs when I get back this time.
Success or failure, it all rests on Ye Feng!
Du Gubo felt an overwhelming sense of helplessness.
"What do you know, you old poison, Xiaofeng literally isn't the son of the Spirit Hall Pontiff, but it's almost the same! He is the current … of the Martial Soul Hall"
"Chrysanthemum Uncle! Old Poison, you two are right here!!"
Suddenly, just at that moment, a voice rang out.
"???"
Hearing the voice, both heads turned to look in Ye Feng's direction.
To their surprise, they found him walking over, completely unharmed.
"Little Fengfeng, you didn't die??"
Chrysanthemum Douluo looked at Ye Feng, his eyes filled with myriad emotions.
"Chrysanthemum Uncle, what kind of thing is that to say? It sounds like you really wish I were dead, huh?"
Hearing the other party say this, Ye Feng looked back at him with an air of annoyance.
The first thing you ask upon meeting is why I'm not dead, is that okay??"
"Spat spat spat, how could I possibly wish for you to die!"
Chrysanthemum said in response.
"Old Chrysanthemum, you were just in the middle of saying something, that Flayer may not be the son of the Spirit Hall Pontiff, but what was he of the current Spirit Hall again??"
Seeing that Ye Feng was alright, Du Gubo finally eased up.
Honestly, he'd been really worried there for a moment.
Now that he saw Ye Feng returning safely, the heavy weight in his heart settled down.
At the same time, he was very curious about Ye Feng's identity.
Just exactly who was he within the Martial Soul Hall??
Old Chrysanthemum hadn't even finished his sentence yet.
"What? What had I just been saying? I don't know a thing!"
Seeing Ye Feng return safe and sound, Chrysanthemum Douluo had already lost the emotions he displayed just a moment ago.
As for that phrase, of course, he wasn't about to reveal it.
Because once it was said, the Continent would descend into chaos ahead of time.
"Can you not pretend to be a fool, Chrysanthemum??"
Du Gubo rolled his eyes at the way Chrysanthemum Douluo was acting.
"Chrysanthemum Uncle, what were you just talking about?"
Ye Feng's eyebrows furrowed slightly when he heard this.
Could it be that during the short time he vanished, Chrysanthemum Uncle was tricked into spilling the beans by Old Poison?
"Don't worry, I didn't say anything. But Xiaofeng, what in the world is going on with you, appearing all of a sudden here in good condition?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo was confused as to why Ye Feng's exit was different from theirs.
"Oh, just now the Azure Oxpython elder took me to its side and asked about matters concerning the Martial Soul."
Ye Feng replied.
These matters weren't of major importance.
And he trusted both of these men.
Of course, the most crucial thing was that he wanted to leverage this matter to say a few things.
"Azure Oxpython? No wonder! But I don't get it, Xiaofeng, Old Poison and I circled around outside for a long time but couldn't find where the entrance was. Is there some kind of barrier here?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo looked utterly bewildered.
"Yes, deep within the Aquipeia Forest, there is a special barrier. Unless you're extremely lucky, the entrance can't be found. We were able to get in before because the Titan Ape showed us the way."
Ye Feng nodded, affirming Chrysanthemum Douluo's words.
"No wonder."
Chrysanthemum Douluo seemed to understand something.
"Chrysanthemum Uncle, I really owe you one this time."
Ye Feng turned to Chrysanthemum Douluo.
This time it really had been tough on him.
"No need for thanks, it's good that you're fine. Next time, if I have the chance, call me to go in again to slay soul beasts. Xiaofeng, if you need any help, just tell me, I'll bring them right over to you."
Chrysanthemum Douluo once again adopted his alluring, hermaphroditic demeanor.
After all, the thing he was most worried about hadn't happened, he had saved his own life, and on top of that, he'd obtained a soul bone.
What could be happier than that?
"Haha, certainly, certainly."
Ye Feng nodded his head.
"Okay, I'll be taking my leave first then."
No sooner had Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice faded than he disappeared on the spot the very next second.
Only Du Gubo and Ye Feng remained at the scene.
"Old Peel, fess up, what exactly are you in the Martial Soul Hall?"
Du Gubo edged closer.
His old face was filled with an unprecedented sense of gossip.