San Wu glanced at Zhao Jiuge and then let out a sign. He began to slowly explain what had happened.

“In truth, I just happened to encounter you near the temple and saw that you knew the Sanskrit Divine Body. I was shocked and wanted to follow you to understand the situation because I was very curious. I had no other intention. As for me hiding my strength, it wasn’t deliberate. I usually don’t feel the need to show it off all the time. When Villa Master Han attacked everyone, I couldn’t just watch those people die.

After San Wu finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Jiuge. When he saw no reaction from Zhao Jiuge, he quickly added, "It's that simple. Besides, did you find me suspicious during our time together?"

San Wu pouted, he rolled his eyes as if he was angry that Zhao Jiuge didn't believe him.

Hearing this, Zhao Jiuge began to ponder. It was indeed as San Wu had said—he had not done anything suspicious along the way. During the battle earlier, he learned that San Wu's cultivation and Sanskrit Divine Body were far superior to his. It was also San Wu who had told him how to use the law body.

Zhao Jiuge glanced at San Wu and asked, "What sect or force are you from? An ordinary place can't produce a genius like you. Most importantly, what exactly is the Sanskrit Divine Body?"

As soon as San Wu heard this, he wanted to laugh, but he held himself back. If others called him a genius, he wouldn't care, but when it came from the Chief Head Disciple of the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect, even San Wu felt happy. Although he didn't really care about things like fame.

The smile didn't last because Zhao Jiuge was still looking at him without any emotion. Perhaps he had been with Peng Bo for too long and had learned some of his bad habits. San Wu turned the beads in his hand and shrugged. "As for my identity, it isn't important. I'm just a monk from some old temple. As for the Sanskrit Divine Body, I naturally learned it from my teacher. This spell is not something ordinary people can practice. There are less than 10 people in the world who know this spell. You're asking me about it, but it's what I want to ask you. You're the one who is cultivating it. If you don't know anything, how would I know?"

Hearing this, Zhao Jiuge's expression became a bit ugly. He didn't doubt San Wu's identity. The Sanskrit Divine Body was originally a Buddhist spell, and San Wu did have the aura of a monk. None of that mattered, what he wanted was to find some information about Ye Wuyou. Zhao Jiuge has always been grateful to Ye Wuyou. Without him, Zhao Jiuge would not be where he was now. However, he knew nothing about Ye Wuyou and only a little bit about the Carefree Valley. He lacked the strength to do anything right now.

Seeing Zhao Jiuge frown, San Wu waved his sleeve and said, "We Buddhist monks believe in fate. Since you're already cultivating it, there is nothing I can do. However, can you tell me where you learned it? This is a very important matter to me. I have to report this to my teacher because if our secrets are being leaked out, it could be a grave matter."

San Wu was feeling very anxious, and he had to get to the bottom of this matter. If his temple's peerless spell had been leaked, then there was a big problem. Fortunately, Zhao Jiuge was a disciple of the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect and not some evil cultivator. Otherwise, San Wu would have to capture Zhao Jiuge and bring him back to the temple.

Zhao Jiuge didn't hear what San Wu had said at all. He thought about the elegant Ye Wuyou and wondered if he was San Wu's elder. However, that didn't seem to be right since the Carefree Valley was involved.

Zhao Jiuge's head was a mess and he couldn't figure it out. In the end, he gave up and anxiously asked San Wu, "Do you know Ye Wuyou? Is he your elder?"

“Ye Wuyou?”

San Wu frowned and muttered something to himself. He seemed to be recalling the past.

He then shook his head and said, “I don’t know this person. What about him?”

However, after he finished speaking, there was a hint of shock in his eyes, as if he remembered something. But it disappeared as quickly as it appeared, and he pretended like he didn’t know anything.

Subsequently, Zhao Jiuge told San Wu about what happened. He hoped to get some information from San Wu about Ye Wuyou.

After hearing about what happened from Zhao Jiuge, San Wu was calm once more. He had a rough understanding of the situation, but there were still many doubts in his heart. However, he would have to wait until he returned to the temple to ask his teacher.

He had not mentioned this to many people, even back at the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect. He hadn’t said a word to Senior Sister Fu Hongling, who doted on him, or his fellow brothers Luo Xie and Leng Rufeng.

Now that he had revealed this secret to others, he was not worried. This wasn't some evil cultivation method that would cause a problem for the sect.

He never considered Pei Su Su an outsider, and Peng Bo lacked the qualifications to do anything. He had to tell San Wu if he wanted to get any information about Ye Wuyou.

After Zhao Jiuge finished speaking, he looked at San Wu with expectations in his eyes for any information. He was someone who would always repay the kindness other people showed him. With Ye Wuyou gone, he could only look for the Carefree Valley. Perhaps there he would be someone or something Ye Wuyou cared about. Once he had enough strength, he would do his best to repay Ye Wuyou.

Facing Zhao Jiuge's face filled with expectations, San Wu was a bit shaken. However, he pursed his slips and shook his head. "I'll have to head back to the temple to ask my teacher about who Ye Wuyou might be. After training for a while, I'll head back. If I find any information, I'll contact you."

Zhao Jiuge raised his brows and anxiously asked, "How will you contact me?"

"You and I will meet again in the future. Just believe me. Have I ever lied to you?"

San Wu put his hands together and pretended to be mysterious as he let out a smile.

Afterward, San Wu thought of something and the smile on his face disappeared. "Jiuge, I don't know what you think of me, and perhaps you don't believe me after this. No matter what happens, I want you to know that I consider you a friend, the best of friends. I'll definitely help you with this."

These words moved Zhao Jiuge. When he thought about how childish San Wu sounded at the end, he smiled.

The two of them looked at each other and instantly understood one another. Some things didn't need to be said out loud. Moreover, the two of them had been getting along well from the moment they met. Zhao Jiuge also put down any guard he had against San Wu for hiding his strength. It was as if nothing had happened. Although Zhao Jiuge was a bit sad, there was still hope. Even if he couldn't find any information, he would go find the Carefree Valley once he was strong enough. It would be like finding a needle in a haystack, since they had remained hidden for hundreds of years, but there had to be clues.

Peng Bo was still confused by all of this. However, he was rather perceptive. When he noticed that the tense atmosphere was gone, he went back to his joyous self.

Pei Su Su was smart and knew she shouldn't intervene in this matter.

The night passed in silence.

At dawn the next day, Peng Bo was already clamoring to head to his home. He had been suffering outside for half a month now and couldn't wait to return home to enjoy the good life.

What's more, he was returning home with these precious guests. He didn't have to worry about being scolded by his dad, so his heart had already returned home.

However, this joyous mood didn't last long. When he saw San Wu waiting for him to get on the treasure to fly, he was ready to cry.

Most forces and sects wouldn't build their bases near mortals. Even families with deep backgrounds wouldn't do it. The Mo family was naturally not a family with a deep background.

Although the Peng family wasn't a top force in the region, they couldn't be underestimated. The scandal at the Wind Mountain Villa had already spread, and the Wind Mountain Villa had been destroyed. This meant that the status of the Peng family had increased a bit.

The Peng family was located in the suburbs of a city. Due to the nature of things, they couldn't build their home deep in the mountains like sects. Instead, they occupied an area in the suburbs to build their forces.

The Peng family’s land was not much smaller than the Wind Mountain Villa. When the four of them flew over, everyone besides Peng Bo was a bit shocked.

What they saw was a family that had built their home like an iron barrel. The endless courtyards all gave off the fluctuations of formations. This family had a foundation no worse than some second or third-rate sects. How could Zhao Jiuge and San Wu not be shocked by this?

When Peng Bo saw their shocked expressions, he revealed a smug smile. He then smugly said, "Don't judge my family by the cover, the inside is more special."

Pei Su Su smiled and asked, "What's so special about it?"

She didn't know why, but she found Peng Bo to be very funny. Perhaps it was because Zhao Jiuge and San Wu came from sects that they lacked some knowledge. However, given her background, what kind of strange and interesting things hadn't she seen?

"Through chance, my grandfather saved a powerful cultivator who was well-versed in formations. To pay my grandfather back, not only did he send over a large amount of pills and formations, he also laid down a formation like the protection formations that sects have. After years of cultivating inside, my grandfather gained a better understanding of formations. My family’s land is filled with illusions, traps, and killing formations. Moreover, in the bamboo forest behind the fake mountain, there is a spirit-gathering formation left by that senior. There are also many places underground. Although my Peng family is not that powerful outside, no one in the Yan Zhi Region is our match in terms of defense. It can be said that without that senior who was proficient in formations, my Peng family wouldn't exist. That's how my Peng family came to be."

After he finished speaking, Peng Bo looked at Pei Su Su with his head up like a proud rooster. What he got in return was a glare from Pei Su Su that made him too scared to speak.

However, Zhao Jiuge was a bit surprised by the spirit-gathering formation—he didn't expect the Peng family to have something like that. It looked like Peng Bo wasn't just bragging. If the Peng family had a spirit-gathering formation, then they couldn't be underestimated.