Abyss Walker

Chapter 236 Letter

Dugu Jianling frowned slightly, his tone tinged with urgency: "Where to next?"

His gaze swept around the temple, as if searching for a clear direction.

Yun Muhan remained silent for a moment, his gaze passing through the entrance of the temple and looking into the distance. His eyes were deep, as if he had already flown over thousands of mountains and rivers, returning to the prosperous and mysterious Tianqi City.

"The purpose of coming to Zhongzhou is far from over. Let's go back to Tianqi City first. As for the next step... I haven't thought about it yet." His voice was low and calm, with a hint of uncertainty about the future, but more so with determination.

“Alright, then let’s go back to Tianqi City first.” Dugu Jianling turned to Yun Muhan and said, his voice carrying a hint of determination, “There, we can replan our actions and perhaps find new clues.”

He nodded slightly, a hint of expectation flashing in his eyes, as if he had already seen new hope.

Yun Muhan nodded, his eyes gleaming with a thirst for the unknown and a passion for adventure. "Tianqi City, shall we continue our investigation at Zuixianlou?"

He smiled slightly, his voice tinged with a hint of teasing, as if he couldn't wait to return to that place full of noise and secrets.

Without another word, the two tacitly packed their equipment, ensuring everything was ready. Yun Muhan stood beside the sickle, bent down, and picked it up.

The weight of the sickle sank slightly in his hand, but his movements were exceptionally gentle, as if he were handling a precious treasure.

Although the power of this scythe has weakened with the disappearance of Dugu Qiubai, its existence is not only a weapon for Yun Muhan, but also a witness to a piece of history.

Yun Muhan gently stroked the sickle, his fingers tracing the lines on the blade, feeling the incredibly faint power contained within. This power, though weak, stirred a deep emotion within him.

Yun Muhan could feel the weapon's past glory, the power and honor it carried over the years.

Every inch of the blade seemed to tell the legend of Dugu Qiubai, and every touch made him feel that powerful sword intent.

Dugu Jianling adjusted his state on the side. His breathing gradually became steady, and his eyes revealed determination and expectation.

His sword was gently drawn from its sheath and then slowly retracted, as if he were having a silent conversation with the blade.

The two walked out of the temple side by side, the sunlight shining on them, warm and bright.

Sunlight pierced through the clouds, bathing them in its warmth and hope for their new journey. Yun Muhan gripped the scythe; though its power had waned, he could still feel the weapon's former glory.

He gently put the scythe into his ring; this scythe would accompany him, reminding him of past battles and future challenges.

Their steps were firm and powerful, each step landing squarely on solid ground, as if proclaiming their determination.

Their eyes were filled with anticipation for the future and a love of adventure, as if they were ready to embrace new challenges.

"Zui Xian Lou is a good place. The aroma of the wine there can make people lower their guard, and it is also a good place to gather intelligence."

Dugu Jianling responded, a sly glint in his eyes and a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, as if he could already foresee their actions about to unfold in the restaurant.

The two embarked on the road to Tianqi City, and the scenery along the way gradually changed from desolate temples to bustling markets.

The barren land was gradually replaced by bustling streets, filled with people and traffic, creating a lively and vibrant atmosphere.

Along the way, they emerged from the silent temple and reintegrated into the bustling world, experiencing the warmth and vibrancy of everyday life.

This bustling atmosphere contrasted sharply with their solitary battles in the temple, as if they had returned to the human world from another.

Located in the heart of Tianqi City, Zuixianlou is a lavishly decorated restaurant renowned for its fine wines and delicacies. The restaurant's signboard swayed gently in the breeze, its golden lettering gleaming in the sunlight.

Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling entered Zuixianlou and were immediately welcomed inside by a friendly waiter. They chose a seat by the window so they could enjoy their wine while observing the flow of people below.

"What would you two like to order?" the waiter asked solicitously, a professional smile on his face and a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

"Bring two jugs of your best wine, and a few of your signature dishes." Yun Muhan casually ordered a few dishes, but his gaze wandered around the restaurant, searching for possible clues.

His fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a soft "tap-tap" sound, as if he were waiting for some important information.

Dugu Jianling, however, focused more on the conversations inside the restaurant. He knew that these seemingly insignificant chatter often concealed important information.

His ears keenly caught every word, every phrase, trying to sift out valuable clues. His eyes were slightly lowered, as if he were deep in thought, but in reality, his attention had already spread to every corner around him.

Their goal is to gather clues about various kendo lineages, as well as any information that might be helpful to them.

In this noisy environment, they must remain highly vigilant while trying not to attract the attention of others; their mission is fraught with challenges.

As the food and drinks were served, the two began to eat and chat, appearing to be ordinary drinkers, but in reality, they were constantly listening to the conversations around them.

The atmosphere inside the restaurant was lively and noisy, with various conversations, laughter, and the clinking of cups and plates intertwining to create a unique background symphony.

In this environment, Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling had to remain vigilant while trying their best not to attract the attention of others.

Their glasses were filled with the finest wines from Zuixianlou, their aroma filling the entire restaurant.

Their conversation seemed relaxed, but every word they uttered could actually contain deeper meaning. Yun Muhan smiled slightly and said in a low voice, "There's a lot of information here; we need to sift through it carefully."

Dugu Jianling nodded, a focused look in his eyes: "Yes, every word could be a clue, we can't overlook any detail."