# 1719
Chapter 1712: The Last Method
On an empty gravel path, a carriage moved slowly forward.
In the dim carriage, Jialan leaned against Lin Qiye's shoulder, her gaze透过微风拂动的帘子 gazing at the vast and brilliant starry sky, lost in thought.
"Qiye."
"Mm?"
"How long have we been traveling?"
"About a year, I guess."
"A year... why does it feel like half a lifetime?" A look of reminiscence appeared in Jialan's eyes. "The scenery I've seen this past year is more than all my previous years combined... and more exciting than all my past experiences."
Jialan raised her head, and in the dimness, those beautiful eyes blinked at Lin Qiye.
"Thank you for bringing me out."
"If you're thanking me, does that mean I can skip paying silver today?"
"No way!"
Jialan glared at him angrily, pinching Lin Qiye's arm forcefully. The latter cooperatively winced, then grinned sheepishly.
Jialan hmphed and rested her head back on his shoulder.
Silence filled the carriage.
"Qiye, I want to go back."
After a long while, Jialan's gentle voice spoke again.
Lin Qiye's eyes slightly tensed. "Why?"
"We've been traveling outside for a year now. Although we've seen so many beautiful sceneries, I'm already a bit tired... I want to return to Chang'an and rest properly. And... I want to eat Chang'an's steamed buns."
Lin Qiye's body swayed slightly with the carriage's bumps. He didn't answer immediately. After gazing through the curtain swaying in the wind for a moment, he said:
"Look, there's a very beautiful lake ahead."
Jialan was startled. She lifted the curtain and glanced outside, speaking joyfully:
"Really? What a large lake..."
"Should we stop and take a look?"
"Sure."
The carriage slowly came to a halt by the lake. Lin Qiye helped Jialan down from the carriage. An endless lake lay quietly on the earth like a mirror. Countless stars reflected on its surface, rippling like scattered silver with the breeze.
Lin Qiye paused to admire the view for a moment, then picked up some firewood from nearby. Jialan took out a tea set from the carriage, and the two worked in practiced coordination, leisurely brewing tea in the evening breeze.
As the scalding hot water washed over the tea leaves, a delicate fragrance spread along the lakeshore. The two leaned against the carriage's side, gazing at the countless stars above, feeling completely relaxed.
"If you feel the journey is too exhausting, we can find a place to stay for a few more days." After a moment, Lin Qiye spoke seriously. "There are still many places we haven't been to—Badong, Changsha, Guiyang..."
"We can go to those places later." Jialan said matter-of-factly. "What, are you telling me you won't bring me out again after we go back this time?"
Lin Qiye's body slightly trembled. He silently stared at the cup in his hand, saying nothing.
"Besides, there's something I need to go back and think about carefully..."
"What thing?"
Jialan glanced at Lin Qiye. A blush appeared on her face in the darkness. She turned her head away: "I'm not telling you!"
That blush in the darkness was naturally not lost on Lin Qiye. His brow lifted, and a hint of a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth...
Just then, a low rumble came echoing down from above the clouds.
Both Jialan and Lin Qiye's expressions changed simultaneously as they looked up at the sky.
"Here they come again..." Jialan's lips pressed together.
"What a pest!"
A sharp light flashed in Lin Qiye's eyes. He grabbed the Ame-no-Murakumo that had slipped from his sleeve, and killing intent surged outward!
During this past year and more, Migo's descents had been consistently regular. No matter where the two of them were traveling, they always had to hurriedly find some wilderness to deal with these annoying Migo. All their joy and leisure had to come to an abrupt end.
"This time seems different?" Jialan stared at the churning clouds, confused. "Those clouds... look like an eye?"
These words flashed through Lin Qiye's mind like lightning. He abruptly raised his head. In the pitch-black clouds, a temporal vortex flowed slowly, stirring the surrounding clouds like a terrifying giant eye.
Lin Qiye's pupils constricted sharply!
He naturally recognized that temporal vortex. When he had first obtained 【Causeless Cause】 and 【Predetermined Fruit】 a year ago, the 【Key to the Gate】 had struck through such temporal vortices across the river of time, attempting to erase him on the spot... Now, He was about to act again??
How could this be happening? Who was His target?
All the hairs on Lin Qiye's body stood on end. He positioned his body in front of Jialan, his eyes fixed on the swirling temporal vortex, Ame-no-Murakumo gripped tightly in his hand.
But different from last time, after that temporal vortex appeared, it didn't form thunderclouds. Instead, like an eye, it continuously searched across the earth, seeming somewhat puzzled... After a moment, His gaze swept over the direction where Lin Qiye and Jialan were, passed over Lin Qiye's body, paused briefly on Jialan, and then that terrifying aura gradually dissipated.
The temporal vortex faded bit by bit. A batch of Migo flew down from the clouds. After confirming that the 【Key to the Gate】 had not struck, Lin Qiye finally relaxed, beads of cold sweat already forming at his temples.
This batch of Migo numbered only a meager nine. Compared to the overwhelming formations of the past, it was practically like playing.
Lin Qiye used Ame-no-Murakumo to easily slay these Migo, but his expression remained grave.
"Qiye... what was that thing?" Jialan still hadn't recovered from the terror of that eye, her face somewhat pale.
"He's already become aware..." Lin Qiye murmured to himself.
"Aware of what?"
"The causalities I've concealed."
Jialan had participated in the incident at that ruined temple, so she naturally understood Lin Qiye's meaning. She stood stunned for a while, then asked试探性地:
"Is it because... of me? Do those Migo keep following me, so He noticed?"
Lin Qiye slowly closed his eyes, saying nothing.
"What should we do?" Jialan said anxiously. "Qiye, can you hide me like you hid them?"
"If I could do that, I would have done it long ago." Lin Qiye sighed. "But the causality between the 【Immortal Pill】 and the Cthulhu Faction is extremely difficult to conceal. At least, I can't do it yet."
Jialan's expression turned ugly. She thought for a moment, then directly drew a short blade from her waist, transferred 【Immortality】 onto it, and stabbed forcefully toward her own abdomen!
Lin Qiye grabbed her wrist like lightning, frowning:
"What are you doing?"
"I can't let me ruin your arrangements." Jialan said firmly. "If it can't be hidden, then destroy it!"
"Do you want to refine yourself back into a pill?!" Lin Qiye snatched the short blade from Jialan's hand, scolding.
Jialan pressed her lips together, her eyes filled with stubbornness as she looked at Lin Qiye.
Lin Qiye took a deep breath, calming himself down. "Actually, there might still be one method..."