At the top of Cyan Lotus Mountain, on the path leading to the back of the mountain, the night was deep and pitch-black.
A petite woman with a cold glare was speaking to the intense darkness.
"Come out, you've been following me all the way."
The surroundings were as quiet as a tomb, and in the inky blackness, there wasn't a sound, yet there was a faint chill.
If it weren't for Qiu Zhihe's keen spiritual sense, an ordinary cultivator would find it difficult to detect.
In fact, when Qiu Zhihe was ascending Cyan Lotus Mountain, she sensed that someone was following them.
Unlike Su Xin, she not only detected the spying but also felt an unusual aura from the other.
Extremely cold, and full of desire, as if searching for prey.
This extreme cold generally requires Yang Qi to neutralize it.
She knew that Qin Gengyun would definitely come to find her at night, and she had a slight worry in her heart, so she went out to seek her husband.
