After shaking hands, Nyoran and Davis appeared to become much more amicable. They traveled northwest side by side while she took out a messaging talisman, telling her group a lie that she was in the hunt for the peeper.
Davis couldnât help but chuckle.
"Is it fine? You are leaving your powerâs younglings alone on this battlefield. Wonât they be easily targeted by the wicked path powers youâre looking out for?"
"Itâs fine. We Dark Moon Crows possess a high perception that we rarely get ambushed. Even if we are ambushed, we would be able to escape with our fast flying speed. Moreover, since Iâm away, theyâll be on high alert and use the Moonlit Night Execution Formation that would aid them to battle a Low-Level Ninth Stage Powerhouse without being suppressed."
Davisâs mouth went agape.
Now magical beasts were also using formations?
Nyoran looked at his reaction and giggled, "Itâs a natural formation devised by our Ancestors. When they realized that if we get into certain positions as humans do with their formations, they tried it out an innumerable number of times before they found out certain positions that allow our powers to multiply.
Davis raised his brows, looking mesmerized.
"So instead of using formation flags as energy channels, you yourselves are the formation flags. I guess the formation is somewhat easily breakable if there is a weakness, like a weak person in the formation."
"Yes, but the other strong crows would make up for it and safeguard them."
Nyoran appeared proud as she lifted up her head.
"Hehe." Davis appeared amused by her reaction before he asked his doubt again, "Well, then, you say that they can take care of themselves, but then how did that woman from your group get caught?"
"Thereâs no way she couldâve escaped." Nyoranâs expression became grim, "At that time, she had been scouting the perimeter after we had been severely exhausted battling with humans of the wicked path. However, she noticed an anomaly and went too far without informing us. She was trapped by Ryzenir, a Low-Level Emperor Beast Stage Three-Eyed White Serpent. We were completely unaware of what happened to her and thought that the wicked path killed her until Ryzenir spilled the tragic news to us to provoke me into a fight so that I can break the unspoken rule between our two powers."
"Fortunately, one of my Elders was there with me at that time, stopping me from breaking the unspoken rule. Thereâs no punishment for breaking this rule. However, the protection granted by this rule would not apply to me anymore, and any powerful Three-Eyed White Serpent could hunt me to death while I could only escape their onslaught if I returned and stayed in my empire and remained at home for the rest of my life until I became stronger."
"The Three-Eyed White Serpent Palace, huh..."
The Three-Eyed White Serpent Palace Territory was to the east of the Dark Moon Crow Empire Territory and north of White-Winged Tiger Empire. He had expected a character from the Three-Eyed White Serpent Palace or the White-Winged Tiger Empire to be her target of revenge, so he wasnât really surprised by her statement.
Nyoran saw his reaction before she continued.
"Theyâre terrifying snakes who use illusions to easily ensnare their prey and inject poison. Nevertheless, now that you know that weâre going to kill a character of the Three-Eyed White Serpent Palace... are you afraid? Are you going to back out?"
"Surely, you jest." Davis chuckled, "I already knew that when you needed an outsiderâs help, it was something of this caliber. Otherwise, you have your own power to rely on."
Nyoran saw his confident and relaxed expression. She didnât notice any discrepancies with what he was stating before she looked away.
"The enemy is one of the many candidates for the position of Palace Master in the far future. Are you still willing to kill such a character?"
Davis raised his brows, but he still possessed an imperceptible smile on his face.
"As long as you do not leak my identity, I am willing. Although I would like to warn you, if you do give away my identity, Iâm going to make sure you die an excruciating death because I took a leap of faith and placed my trust in you."
Nyoranâs gorgeous brows raised as she appeared to be confused.
"Why would you trust me?"
"Because Iâve seen a similar magical beast like you, and sheâs extremely trustworthy."
"Oh, no wonder youâre easier to talk to out of all the humans Iâve encountered."
Nyoran seemingly approved of his words.
"Donât worry. I would not spread your identity around as I am not shameless enough to backstab like you humans. However, I already muse that your name is fake, so thereâs no real need to worry."
Davis dryly laughed at her words. It was his true identity, though. It was just that he hadnât said where he had come from, but surely, they must have their own intelligence network to find out about him if the need arises.
"By the way, when did this tragedy happen to that woman in your group?"
"Uhm..." Nyoran reflected before answering, "...like seventy years or so..."
"Woah, you held that grudge for so long..."
"What do you mean...?" She looked at him with a confused expression.
"I... I meant that most people wouldâve forgotten revenge by that point..."
"Oh, maybe thatâs because we Dark Moon Crows are said to be grudgeful... Hehe~"
Nyoran sweetly giggled while Davis inwardly sweated. Seventy years was too long for him that he couldnât relate with Ninth Stage Powerhouses, who lived for hundreds and even thousands of years.
"Alright, where are we going exactly? I feel like weâre heading in the wrong direction..."
Feeling that he was going in a straight line without much thought given to landmarks, Davis either felt that they were traveling in the correct path or just blindly.
"Well, I know the place where they were last seen three years ago. From there, weâll start to search."
"Oh... Okay then..."
Nyoran answered with a bit of doubtfulness while Davis nodded, thinking he wouldnât be finding her enemy anytime soon. He hoped that he could find and kill that character so he could be on his way back to the Alstreim Family.
âWell, so far, no powerhouses seem to have visited us...â
Davis knew because his avatar was still there in the Purple Guest Palace. As for the Alstreim Family, it was being watched over by Ancestor Tirea Snow, who had instructed her Grand Elders to tighten and activate all the Falling Snow Sectâs defenses for a whole month.
âBut, overconfidence is a double-edged sword. Iâll just kill that Three-Eyed White Serpent secretly, get that Mid-Level Emperor Grade Darkness Elemental, and be on my way. I had just given the King Grade Elemental to Mo Mingzhi, so letâs see if this Darkness Elemental has any fate with me...â
His mind wandered into the different types of Darkness Elementals he had read about while flying with Nyoran. It took them an hour to reach their destination because they traveled slowly. As for the reason why, it seemed to be because of ambushes set by the wicked path.
However, they reached where Nyoran had last seen Ryzenirâs group without encountering any kind of traps or dangers.
"Strange, there are no traps. We would usually encounter one or two killing formations suddenly blanketing us out of nowhere on the way."
"Is that so?"
"Yes." Nyoran heavily nodded to Davisâs skepticism, "The powerhouses from the Poison Lord Villa usually lay their traps in the places we traveled, but I donât see them anywhere at the moment. Actually, I noticed quite a while ago that it was strange when their numbers lessened on this particular battleground. Thatâs why we were also daring enough to take a break in that waterfalls but could it be that they have headed further north?"
She pondered while Davis shrugged.
"I donât know as I seldom interacted with wicked path powers, but what is this about waterfalls?"
Davis asked, playing ignorant while Nyoran narrowed her dark red eyes at him before she shook her head, "Just cleaning ourselves up after a one-sided massacre with nameless and irrelevant wicked path humans. Their Ninth Stage Powerhouse escaped by sacrificing his entire group."
"How wicked path-like..."
Davis chuckled as he finished looking around, "Your Three-Eyed White Serpent friend isnât here."
"Heâs not my friend..."
Nyoranâs black brows frowned as she looked at him before she belatedly understood that he was joking.
"You speak quite differently. No one jokes like that to me."
She shook her head as if she was exasperated before she took off.
"Are you a princess or something or have magical beasts yet to learn the concept of joking around?"
Davis followed as he asked.
"Who knows~?"
Nyoran turned back and smiled at him, "Letâs search for them but watch out for their illusions. They specialize in trapping wicked path powers as well, giving them a taste of their own poison."
"I understand. Thank you for the warning, Nyoran."
"Donât be so polite, or I might start having needless sympathy for humans."
"Whatever you say, boss..."
While Nyoran looked at him with a confused and exasperated expression, Davis had fun teasing her. No matter how much of a magical beast she may be, she appeared more like a human in his eyes. Moreover, the sight of a magical beast becoming baffled by a humanâs behavior, whether it may be awe or disgust, had him feeling amused in this alone time.
Nevertheless, they soon found what they were looking for, except the scene they were looking at was gruesome and bloody.