"A disciple of the Xuanji Sect?" Jin Biao's thick eyebrows shot up. "I actually know one, and I happen to have his sound transmission disk with me."
"Senior Brother Jin, can you lend it to me?" Long Haotian's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked.
Jin Biao sized him up with a look of doubt. "Why are you looking for someone from the Xuanji Sect?"
"Oh, I also met a disciple from the Xuanji Sect when I went to the secret realm. I found him quite congenial, so I wanted to inquire if he will also be participating in the Sect Grand Competition."
Xu Yi had said he wanted to conceal his identity, so Long Haotian couldn't tell the truth. He had already thought of an excuse when he arrived.
"Is that so? Then take it."
Jin Biao yanked the sound transmission disk from his waist, opened the barrier on it, and handed it to Long Haotian.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Jin. I'll treat you to a drink next time I have the chance."
After taking the sound transmission disk, Long Haotian dropped a parting remark and bolted.
The woman in red happened to see Long Haotian's retreating figure disappear around the corner as she arrived. She asked with some surprise, "Junior Brother Long came looking for you?"
Jin Biao nodded indifferently, ignoring the woman's curious gaze, and picked up his long saber, practicing with great vigor.
The Sect Grand Competition was about to begin, and he couldn't afford to be lax.
Meanwhile, Long Haotian moved swiftly, only stopping when he was close to Xu Yi's residence.
He entered the room unhurriedly, about to show off the borrowed sound transmission disk, only to find the room empty.
His brow twitched. Resignedly, he took out his own sound transmission disk and sent a message to Wang Yi'an.
After receiving a reply, he changed course and headed to the location Wang Yi'an had indicated.
Before he could get close, he heard Chen Tao's loud voice.
"Sister Yang Mei, if there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me. I'll tell you everything I know."
The fawning tone in his voice made Long Haotian frown deeply.
"No need. Yang Mei will ask me if she has any questions. Besides, you're not a formation cultivator, so what's the point of asking you?"
Before Yang Mei could speak, Xu Yi had already rejected Chen Tao flatly.
Listening to Chen Tao's dissatisfied whines, the sense of resentment in Long Haotian's heart was suddenly appeased.
Xu Yi was sharp-witted and cunning as a fox, but in some aspects, he seemed to be born with a screw loose.
Xu Yi was currently looking at Yang Mei with satisfaction, praising her, "Good job, keep up the effort."
"Yes!" Yang Mei replied loudly, her eyes sparkling.
When she broke through, Xu Yi was still unconscious. Now that she saw the lively Xu Yi, she was happier than her breakthrough.
Long Haotian's presence was first brought up by Wang Yi'an, and only then did Xu Yi and the others notice him.
Seeing the sound transmission disk in his hand, Xu Yi knew he had borrowed it. He happily walked over, showering Long Haotian with compliments.
Long Haotian was so pleased by Xu Yi's praise that he didn't even notice how the sound transmission disk in his hand ended up with Xu Yi.
When he came to his senses, Xu Yi was already holding the sound transmission disk and had gone to some hidden corner to send a message.
Long Haotian was so angry he cursed inwardly. If he ever believed Xu Yi's nonsense again, he wouldn't be named Long!
The sneaky Xu Yi, just as Long Haotian had said, found a secluded corner and easily located the Xuanji Sect disciple she wanted to contact within the sound transmission disk.
"Feng Yi, so it was him." Xu Yi murmured softly, then placed her hand on the contact symbol.
Xuanji Sect.
Feng Yi was sleeping on a giant tree in the back mountain.
Recently, with the Sect Grand Competition approaching, the elders were all pushing them to cultivate with all their might. He couldn't stand it anymore and had snuck out to catch up on sleep.
When the sound transmission disk rang, he thought the elders had discovered his absence. He shivered, almost falling from the tree.
He cautiously picked up the sound transmission disk and saw that the displayed name was Jin Biao from the Xuanqing Sect.
He let out a long sigh and lazily pressed the accept symbol. "Jin Biao, what brings you to look for me?"
"Feng Yi, I'm not Jin Biao, I'm Xu Yi. I have something to discuss with Elder Qingfeng, can you help me contact him?"
"Grand-Disciple!!!"
Bang!
Xu Yi heard the sound of something heavy falling from the sound transmission disk and said with concern, "Feng Yi, can you hear me? Feng Yi?"
After a burst of chaotic noise, Feng Yi's flustered voice came through, "Grand-Disciple, please wait a moment. I'll go find Elder Qingfeng immediately."
Feng Yi, having gotten up from the ground, didn't even have time to ask how Xu Yi was using Jin Biao's sound transmission disk to communicate with him. He rushed off to find Elder Qingfeng within the Xuanji Sect.
Fortunately, Elder Qingfeng had been active in a few fixed locations recently as he was leading a team out for the competition. Feng Yi found him in less than fifteen minutes.
"Hey, why aren't you cultivating with the others, kid?" Elder Qingfeng's eyes widened, and he said grumpily upon seeing Feng Yi.
"Elder Qingfeng, Grand-Disciple is looking for you."
Feng Yi respectfully handed over his sound transmission disk.
"Grand-Disciple is looking for me? You're not trying to prank me, are you?"
Elder Qingfeng picked up the sound transmission disk, half-believing.
"Elder Qingfeng, it's me, Xu Yi."
Xu Yi's voice immediately drifted out from the sound transmission disk.
"Grand-Disciple, it really is you." Elder Qingfeng's mouth stretched into a wide grin. "Where have you been lately? Have you encountered any danger? Perhaps I should send Lu Zaiye to find you, and you can act together."
Elder Qingfeng spoke incessantly. Xu Yi waited for him to stop before she had a chance to speak.
"Elder Qingfeng, I borrowed this sound transmission disk, so I need to return it soon. I'll be brief.
I will also participate in this Sect Grand Competition. Please register me, and remember not to reveal my identity. Also, I've found a promising talent with good formation cultivation outside and plan to introduce him as a disciple to True Person Jiugong. If it's convenient for him, he can come along.
There's nothing else to say. I'll be returning the sound transmission disk now."
Elder Qingfeng quickly called out, "Grand-Disciple..."
"Oh, right, Lu Zaiye didn't have any accidents, did he?"
Before Elder Qingfeng could finish, Xu Yi suddenly asked.
"Lu Zaiye? He, he's fine. He's already returned to the sect."
"That's good. We'll meet at the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect then. I'm returning the sound transmission disk. Don't contact me again, to avoid revealing my identity. That's all, goodbye."
Elder Qingfeng had only spoken one sentence before the spiritual light on the sound transmission disk immediately dimmed.
Elder Qingfeng wanted to contact her again, but thinking of Xu Yi's last words, his expression shifted, and he finally gave up.
"Feng Yi, whose sound transmission disk was that?"
"It was from a Xuanqing Sect disciple I met outside."
"A Xuanqing Sect disciple? Has Grand-Disciple met someone from the Xuanqing Sect again?"
Elder Qingfeng frowned and pondered for a moment. Seeing Feng Yi still looking at him expectantly, he impatiently waved his hand.
Feng Yi scampered away and immediately withdrew.
Elder Qingfeng muttered to himself, "Grand-Disciple is going to participate in the competition? Then why not arrange for one more person? Hmm, it shouldn't be discovered, right..."