After traveling for less than half a day, the Sect Elders and a group of disciples who had come to find Xi Qingchi appeared in front of them.
"Uncle Li, you guys are finally here!" Xi Qingchi's face was filled with anger. "If you had come a little later, were you planning to go to the demon's lair to find me?"
The Elder known as Uncle Li had a calm expression and held a jade staff in his hand. After hearing her complaints, he smiled bitterly. "My Little Ancestor, we've all been trying our best to find you. We'll definitely find you in less than half a day."
Xi Qingchi snorted, then picked up the red ribbon tied to the Demon Lord and shook it. "I've already caught this guy. Let's return to the sect!"
Uncle Li was stunned. Before he could calm down, the figure in Xi Qingchi had already swept into the distance like a graceful swan.
Jian Wushuang and Di Qing followed him.
