The fairy forced me to marry into her family, so I retorted by throwing myself into the Pool of Fate

After listening, Mu Fangxu remained silent for a long time.

Li Ping is Mu Yuebai's Daoist partner. Although he is a son-in-law, he has finally entered the ancestral hall and is a legitimate member of the Mu family. If something really happens to him, it will be difficult to explain to the clan.

Thinking of this, Mu Fangxu no longer hesitated, stood up and said, "Come on, take me to the place where you separated."

Upon hearing this, Mu Ming felt relieved.

Mu Fangxu is at the eighth level of Qi Refining, possessing formidable strength. He ranks among the top in the younger generation of the Mu family. With him personally taking action, even if they encounter villains, they will have the power to fight back.

Now he only hopes that Li Ping can hold on.

Wait for them to arrive.

……

……

The night was as dark as ink, and the sea was pitch black.

Mu Fangxu stood on the waves, his divine sense spreading out and scanning the surroundings.

Although his cultivation was high, his divine sense could only cover a few dozen feet. To find a person on a vast ocean was like finding a needle in a haystack.

Waves surged in, crashing against my feet and splashing up tiny droplets. Nothing could be seen in the distance, only endless darkness.

Mu Ming and the other two followed behind, their faces also showing worry.

"Where are the communication tokens you use?" Mu Fangxu suddenly asked.

Mu Ming's heart tightened.

When patrolling the sea, the Mu family does equip each team with a communication talisman to facilitate communication between team members, but today Li Ping said there was no need to separate, so he didn't send it out.

If I tell the truth, today's inspection will not be able to be kept secret.

He forced a smile and said, "We used up all of it while patrolling the sea area today, and we haven't had time to replenish it yet."

Mu Fangxu glanced at him.

That gaze was indifferent, yet it seemed to see right through people's hearts.

Mu Ming's forehead was sweating from the stare, but he remained firm and refused to give in.

Fortunately, Mu Fangxu did not ask any further questions.

Then, Mu Fangxu squatted down and began to draw on the surface of the sea.

The sea is water, leaving no trace, but where his fingers traced, spiritual energy left a faint glow, barely visible in the darkness.

"This is the reef that separated you from Li Ping."

Mu Fangxu pointed out a center point, and then used that as the center to draw a large circle.

"Using this as the center, the area within a radius of fifty li is divided into four regions. I will search the east, Mu Ming will search the south, Mu Junyi will search the west, and Mu Chengyuan will search the north. After we finish searching, we will regroup at the reef."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and his gaze swept across the faces of the three men.

"No matter what, Li Ping is a member of the Mu family who has entered the ancestral hall. We must find him, alive or dead. We must find him no matter what."

As soon as they finished speaking, the four of them dashed off in their respective designated directions.

……

……

The dark seawater surged beneath my feet, like a lurking beast.

Mu Ming strode forward on the water, his divine sense spreading out to scan the surroundings inch by inch. He wanted to find out what was beneath the surface and what was on the surface.

However, his spiritual sense at the Qi Refining stage was too weak. After only half an hour, he felt a stinging pain between his eyebrows and his head was buzzing as if countless needles were pricking him. He had no choice but to stop and rest.

He stood on the sea, panting heavily, his forehead covered in sweat.

After recovering for a while, they searched again, but their spiritual energy was exhausted again before they could go very far.

This stop-and-go approach is incredibly inefficient.

Three hours passed, and Mu Ming estimated that he hadn't even searched half of this area.

He was anxious, yet helpless.

Every moment of delay increased the danger for Li Ping, but with his spiritual energy exhausted, he couldn't speed up even if he wanted to.

Just then, the dark clouds in the sky slowly dispersed.

A bright moon hangs high in the sky, its cool light pouring down and spreading a layer of silvery radiance across the sea.

The darkness that was originally pitch black suddenly became clear.

Mu Ming's spirits lifted, and he seized this rare opportunity to speed up the search.

Visibility improved considerably under the moonlight, and I no longer needed to rely on my divine sense for everything, making the search much faster.

An hour later, the four of them reunited by the reef.

Mu Ming looked at the three of them and saw that they all looked tired and disappointed.

"I couldn't find it on my end."

"Me too."

"no."

Mu Fangxu was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "I don't have any on my end either."

Everyone fell silent for a moment.

The sea breeze carried a salty, fishy smell, and under the moonlight, the four people's shadows stretched long, making them appear somewhat lonely.

Mu Ming's brows furrowed, and his palms clenched tightly.

Could it be that Brother Li really...

Just then, something suddenly floated down from the sea.

It was a tattered cloth, about the size of a palm, with charred edges as if it had been burned, and dark red bloodstains in the middle. The tattered cloth swayed back and forth with the waves.

"A discovery!"

Mu Ming grabbed the rag, his hands trembling.

Upon hearing this, the three people nearby immediately gathered around.

The bloodstains on the rag had dried, but they still emitted a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy.

Mu Fangxu took the rag, closed his eyes, and carefully sensed it.

The spiritual energy fluctuations were very weak, but the characteristics of the source could still be discerned.

A moment later, he opened his eyes: "The aura is at the late stage of Qi Refining, not Li Ping."

Upon hearing this, Mu Ming and the other two breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Fangxu pondered for a moment, then said, "Search again. Search this area carefully. Since there are tattered rags, it means there are other traces nearby."

With a target in mind, the search became more focused.

really.

Thirty feet to the east, Mu Junyi found the second piece of rag.

Fifty feet to the south, Mu Ming found the third piece.

West, North...

Pieces of blood-stained rags were collected and spread out on the rocks.

Mu Fangxu squatted down and pieced the rags together one by one.

Although incomplete, it is vaguely discernible that these rags came from more than one person.

He carefully examined the residual spiritual energy on it, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

After a long while, Mu Fangxu slowly stood up.

"A fierce battle took place here. The participants... were all at the late stage of Qi Refining." He pointed to one of the tattered cloths, "The spiritual energy residue on this piece is the most concentrated, indicating a cultivation level of at least the eighth level of Qi Refining." He then pointed to another piece, "This one is slightly weaker, but it still indicates a cultivation level of the seventh level of Qi Refining."

Mu Ming's heart sank.

Mu Fangxu paused, his tone turning somber: "Li Ping is only at the fourth level of Qi Refining. If he really gets involved in a battle at this level, I'm afraid..."

He didn't finish speaking.

But the meaning is already self-evident.

Mu Ming felt a buzzing in his head.

Mu Junyi and Mu Chengyuan were also stunned.

Although they hadn't known Li Ping for very long, they had been patrolling together every day and spending every day together, and had long since come to regard Li Ping as a true friend.

The three stood on the rocks, the moonlight shining on their faces, revealing an unconcealable sorrow.

The sea breeze blew by, carrying a mournful sound.

After a long while, seeing that the three of them had calmed down a bit, Mu Fangxu finally spoke up: "Continue searching."

His voice was a little hoarse: "Even if he's dead, we must find his body."

Mu Ming wiped his eyes and was about to respond.

Suddenly, ripples appeared on the sea not far away.

A figure slowly rose from the water.

Under the moonlight, the man, dressed in black with a slightly pale face, appeared calm and composed. He was none other than Li Ping, whom they had been searching for.