Three days had passed since they entered the Land of Inferno.
Yuan suddenly noticed the cultivator’s pace quickening, as though impatience—or something else—was driving him forward.
"Is there something wrong?" Yuan asked him.
"W-What?" The cultivator muttered as he turned to face Yuan, looking startled by the question.
"You’re speeding up, almost like you cannot wait to arrive at our destination."
"Isn’t that obvious? The faster we reach our destination, the faster I get to go home," he said.
Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke, "What are you hiding? It’d be in your best interest to tell me the truth before you do something stupid."
"I’m not hiding anything!" the cultivator snapped, his tone firm—but the flicker of nervousness in his eyes betrayed him.
Yuan fell silent for a moment before speaking again, "Let’s see... What are the chances that instead of taking me to the Burning Tree like I told you, you’re actually bringing me to another location?"
The cultivator’s body twitched at his words.
Seeing his reaction, Yuan continued with a cold smile, "What if you’re actually taking me to the Chaotic Sect instead?"
"That’s nonsense! You’re just making shit up!" The cultivator came to a halt and shouted with a flushed face. "If you want to kill me, just do it! There’s no need for you to make excuses!"
Yuan then said, "You know what? I don’t trust you, but I’ll still give you the benefit of the doubt. However, I must warn you. If you’re actually taking me to the Chaotic Sect, things won’t play out like you’re hoping, and you’ll be the reason for their destruction."
"..."
The cultivator didn’t immediately respond, and after a moment of silence, he continued flying without a word.
Yuan also didn’t say anything and continued to follow him.
Several days later, Yuan remarked, "According to you, we should’ve arrived at the Burning Tree by now."
"I... I accidentally took the wrong turn. We should arrive at our destination in five days. I apologize for the inconvenience," he said.
"Is that so? Be more careful this time." Yuan didn’t pursue the matter and patiently waited.
After another two days, they came to a halt when an individual wearing red and gold robes blocked their path.
"You’re not allowed to go any further unless you want to offend the Asura Clan. Turn around and leave," said the man who was clearly from the Inferno Alchemists.
"Unfortunately, I cannot do that, as I have some business with the Asura Clan," said Yuan.
The Alchemist immediately frowned at his words and replied, "The Asura Clan? Who are you? And what is your relationship with them?"
"We’re something like friends, I guess."
"..."
The Alchemist stared at Yuan with wide eyes filled with disbelief before he suddenly burst out laughing.
"Hahaha! Friends?! Surely, you must have a better lie than that! The Asura Clan has no friends!"
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