Xu Quanyao had been gone for over an hour and hadn't returned, and Zhan Yun had wanted to go out and meet him.
But Daoist Xing Yang was chuckling, saying there was no issue.
Zhan Yun knew that although Daoist Xing Yang's cultivation wasn't high, he was extremely skilled in some aspects of divination, so if Daoist Xing Yang wasn't worried, Zhan Yun felt at ease.
After two hours, Xu Quanyao finally returned.
It was dawn by then, the sky only just starting to brighten.
From a distance, Xu Quanyao shouted, "Brother, it's amazing! Right at the Hour of the Tiger, that place truly revealed a small river flowing with red water!"
Hearing this, Zhan Yun frowned and looked at Xu Quanyao, who was returning empty-handed; it didn't look like he'd brought back any water.
So Zhan Yun called out, "Big brother Xu, since you saw the river, why are you returning empty-handed?"
Xu Quanyao burst into laughter, seeming very happy, "Hahaha..."
