"Palace Lord Yurong Hua, I know you’re deeply reluctant to let me take the Soaring Feather Young Lord, Ethan Fenn, but his innate Obsidian Tortoise Bloodline has already set his fate apart from others. The mission he carries on his shoulders cannot be changed. I hope you can understand." Evan Chu spoke solemnly to the Freewind Palace Lord.
"Sect Master Evan, it’s not that I refuse your request, but I truly have no idea where Ethan is right now. Ever since the dark organization wiped out our sect, I haven’t seen him again. Honestly, I worry about his safety more than anyone—I’ve sent people searching everywhere, but there’s still no news at all." The Freewind Palace Lord answered, her voice full of helpless worry.
"He’s not here? How is that possible? I really need his help to enter the Netherworld. Please, Palace Lord, don’t brush me off—this is a matter of life and death, not something to joke about." Evan Chu pressed, his tone stern and urgent.
"I’m telling you the truth—no one knows where Ethan is. But I do know he’s not in danger, because his soul tablet hasn’t shattered. Logically, after our sect was destroyed, he should have been desperate to see me, but it’s been months with no sign of him. I think he may have already left this place." The Freewind Palace Lord replied honestly, anxiety flickering in her eyes.
Evan Chu didn’t say anything more. He believed the Freewind Palace Lord wasn’t lying—maybe the Soaring Feather Young Lord, Ethan Fenn, really had left, just like Ryan Ouyang was taken away by the White Tiger Clan. Perhaps Ethan had also been taken in by the Obsidian Tortoise Clan.
As for the dark organization, Evan Chu wasn’t worried. Venerable Solus definitely knew Ethan’s true identity—he would never let the dark organization harm him. Without Ethan, the entrance to the Netherworld couldn’t be opened, which meant no one could obtain the Netherghost Violet Orchid, let alone break through the void of the Divine Battlefield and return to his own world.
"Palace Lord, I think Ethan Fenn has already been taken by the Obsidian Tortoise Clan. By now, he might have already broken through to the Saint Martial Realm—his strength must have advanced by leaps and bounds. I plan to visit the Obsidian Tortoise Clan myself, so I’ll have to trouble you with the sect’s affairs." Evan Chu said decisively.
"Rest assured, Sect Master Evan. Now that our Five-Sect Alliance stands united, I doubt the dark organization will dare cause trouble. The only problem is, I don’t know where the Obsidian Tortoise Clan is located. Should I send someone to accompany you?" The Freewind Palace Lord offered, concern and respect mingling in her tone.
"The Obsidian Tortoise Clan is notoriously difficult to deal with—more people would only make things messier. This time, I’m only bringing someone from the Scarlet Phoenix line. Roxanne Lin is of the Vermilion Bird Bloodline—you must have heard of her. Time is tight, so I won’t say more. Farewell!" Evan Chu finished briskly and turned to leave.
Watching Evan Chu’s departing figure, the Freewind Palace Lord sighed softly. "I hope Ethan truly is as you say... If so, I can finally be at ease."