"It is my honor to travel with fellow Daoist Chu,"
Meng Qinghe's eyes were filled with joy. Upon hearing that Chu Lingwei had no idea what Songcheng was, he wanted to pique her interest and invite her to travel with him.
"Then I shall impose."
Chu Lingwei smiled and turned to look at the sea. "I didn't expect there to be such an interesting place on the other side of the ocean."
"Songcheng is indeed different from other places. When fellow Daoist Chu arrives, she will surely fall in love with it." Meng Qinghe's eyes were full of certainty.
"Young Master Meng is so sure?" Chu Lingwei laughed. His words made her even more eager to see what kind of place would make cultivators forget to return home.
A month later, Songcheng was within sight.
Chu Lingwei looked at Songcheng hidden in the mist, her eyes filled with even more confusion.
"Young Master Meng, I've always had a question."
"Please, fellow Daoist Chu." Meng Qinghe turned his head to look at Chu Lingwei's face. After seeing her every day for the past month, he found it hard to look away.
"We sailed for a month at sea, why didn't we see a single cultivator?" Chu Lingwei had harbored this question, but as nothing out of the ordinary had happened, she had kept it to herself.
Upon hearing this question, Meng Qinghe chuckled softly. "I feared others might disturb Miss Chu, so I set up a barrier to block all spiritual energy."
Chu Lingwei was greatly shocked. What kind of barrier could block all spiritual energy, and yet she had not sensed it at all?
"Miss Chu, there's no need to be afraid. I have no intention of harming you. I simply didn't want to be disturbed." Meng Qinghe quickly explained, seeing Chu Lingwei's expression change.
"No, it's just that I've never seen such a powerful barrier before, I was simply surprised." Chu Lingwei shook her head. Meng Qinghe once again deepened the mystery surrounding him in her mind; his identity was definitely not simple.
"If Miss Chu likes it, I can give you one." Meng Qinghe said, producing a high-level formation disk and handing it to Chu Lingwei. "This is a high-level formation disk made by my master, it can block all spiritual energy."
Chu Lingwei looked at the formation disk before her. It had no inscriptions, yet with just a glance, she felt as if a pair of eyes were staring at her intently.
"Ah."
Chu Lingwei took a step back, almost falling.
"Miss Chu, what..." Meng Qinghe was startled and quickly stepped forward to support Chu Lingwei. "What is wrong?"
"Your formation is terrifying." Chu Lingwei clutched her head. She had only glanced at the formation disk, and a deterrent force had directly struck her soul.
If she hadn't reacted quickly, her soul would likely have been injured.
"How can that be?" Meng Qinghe looked at the formation disk in his hand with a bewildered expression and quickly put it back into his storage bag. "Miss Chu, I apologize. I didn't know it would be like this. I face these formation disks every day and feel nothing unusual."
Chu Lingwei shook her head, her face pale. "It's not Young Master Meng's fault. Could you please escort me back to my room?"
Chu Lingwei dared not use her spiritual energy freely here. Holding her head, she decided to return for now.
"Yes, yes, I'll escort Miss Chu back now." Meng Qinghe, with a look of concern, helped Chu Lingwei back to her room and sat her down by the bed. He took out a pill from his storage bag. "Miss Chu, please take this pill."
"Thank you, Young Master Meng." Chu Lingwei took the pill but did not swallow it. If the formation disk he casually produced had such an effect, she dared not casually ingest the pill he offered.
"Young Master Meng, I'm feeling a bit unwell and would like to rest for a while." Chu Lingwei looked at Meng Qinghe, who was standing by her side, and spoke out.
Meng Qinghe's worried gaze lingered, and hearing Chu Lingwei's words, he felt even more distressed. He could only nod. "Alright, then I'll leave for now. If you need anything, please call for me."
Chu Lingwei closed her eyes. She had never been injured so carelessly before, and she couldn't help but sigh.
"Weiwei, that formation disk outside had the deterrent force of a powerful being, which is why you were injured." The Phantom Cat appeared beside Chu Lingwei and looked at the pill in her hand. "This pill is also extraordinary."
Chu Lingwei put the pill into her storage bag and took out a pill refined by her second senior brother. Only then did she feel a bit better.
"You mean, Meng Qinghe didn't intentionally injure me, but his formation disk can only be used by him alone?" With the deterrent force of a powerful being within it, if only Meng Qinghe was unaffected, then it could only be used by him.
"Yes."
The Phantom Cat nodded. "Not just anyone can create that formation disk."
"Whose young master is he?" Chu Lingwei searched through all the families on the continent in her mind, but couldn't find any mention of a Meng family.
It must be a hidden, powerful family.
"I haven't heard of it either." Disappointment flashed in the Phantom Cat's eyes. He had never heard of a family named Meng.
"It's normal for you, a spirit beast, not to have heard of it." Chu Lingwei found it amusing. If even she hadn't heard of it, how could the cat have?
"Weiwei, let's not be with him. I feel very uneasy about this person. He might hurt you." The Phantom Cat clearly felt that Meng Qinghe was dangerous. Now that they had arrived at Songcheng, they could leave on their own.
"Alright, we'll find an opportunity to leave."
Chu Lingwei nodded. Perhaps her father might also have come to Songcheng. Since she was here, she would search the city.
The Phantom Cat's expression brightened upon hearing Weiwei agree to leave.
Outside, Meng Qinghe overheard their conversation, his expression turning cold. Why did they want to leave?
Songcheng.
"Miss Chu, we've arrived. This is Songcheng." Meng Qinghe and Chu Lingwei looked at Songcheng before them as their spirit ship slowly entered the city.
"This place is still in the sea."
Chu Lingwei had always thought Songcheng would be on an island. Songcheng was indeed on an island, but it was situated between two islands. Their spirit ship was currently sailing on the sea between them, slowly entering Songcheng.
"Yes, Songcheng has always been in the sea, and it has never changed." Meng Qinghe's gaze turned complex, and his voice drifted far away.
"Young Master Meng, have you been here before?" Chu Lingwei looked at Meng Qinghe, finding him quite strange.
"Yes, when I was very young, I came here with my elders. I didn't expect to have the chance to come again." Meng Qinghe smiled, his smile tinged with sadness.
"I see."
Chu Lingwei nodded. She would not pry into others' sad affairs.
"Miss Chu, please disembark." Meng Qinghe smiled faintly and extended his hand.