Chapter 808: Vanished

This cannot explain why the Crystal Flower appeared on the hallway carpet before she picked it up.

It also cannot explain why it happened to be Ailixiya's design.

But it does explain one thing: if this conjecture is correct, then this Crystal Flower is a key that must collect all heroic elites to activate.

And the one who placed this key is setting up a game for Heimu.

Heimu narrowed his eyes slightly.

She brought up the System Panel again; the loading icon on the permission‑check interface was still turning leisurely, and the recovery‑time timer kept ticking erratically.

That message still hung at the bottom of the system log—"Take your time exploring? A cute girl won't cheat, you know?"

She slipped the Crystal Flower back into the hidden layer, brushed off the tiny specks of light on her hand, twirled the Magic Staff half a turn between her fingers, and the dark‑purple gem at its tip flared again.

"It seems,"

She said to the darkness deep in the corridor, her tone as calm as stating a verified experimental result, "Someone wants me to knock on doors one by one."

Sakura stood beside her, silent.

Her Foot‑long dagger was already slung back on her waist, and the lingering pink light threads on the blade had completely vanished.

Her ash‑purple eyes, through the hallway's interwoven dim green and dark violet light, gazed at Heimu's profile.

Heimu stepped forward.

Her high‑heeled boots pressed into the carpet, crushing a small piece of wood shattered by the Giant Fox into the carpet fibers.

The Magic Staff's aura pushed forward two steps, illuminating the deep darkness ahead in the corridor, the path leading to the depths of Past World Paradise now quietly awaiting her arrival.

Perspective shift.

When Dan Heng led Luochan back to the dock pier, Sai Fei Er had already vanished.

Only Huo Huo remained by the railing.

Her pair of matcha‑green folded ears trembled slightly, and a trace of unwithdrawn smile lingered in the white‑paw‑shaped pupils.

Dan Heng scanned the area—on the pier, behind the cargo crates, beside the mooring posts, even glancing up at the warehouse roof on the dock.

No cat ears, no cat tail, no pair of sapphire‑blue eyes flashing cunning light in the shadows.

"Where's Sai Fei Er?" he asked.

Huo Huo lifted her head, blinked blankly, then shook it.

"Earlier, earlier Sai Fei Er's sister suddenly said she had something to attend to and left, promising to talk later. Then—"

She flicked her finger in the air with a "whoosh" motion, "and vanished in an instant."

Dan Heng frowned slightly.

Just earlier, after he finished dealing with the last batch of demonic shadows and was walking back with Luochan, only a moment had passed.

That cat had just been chattering beside the railing with Huo Huo, and now it said it disappeared and did.

He instinctively scanned the surroundings again, then noticed Huo Huo's gaze at him.

Huo Huo tilted her head slightly, those green eyes staring unblinking at him.

A subtle look, carrying an indescribably complex nuance.

Her gaze lingered on him, shifted to the Luochan beside him, then returned to him.

The corner of her mouth twitched ever so slightly.

Dan Heng squinted slightly.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Huo Huo quickly lowered her head, pressed her folded ears forward, and tucked most of her face into the shadow of her bangs.

But the speed of her lowering seemed a bit overcompensating.

Dan Heng kept feeling Huo Huo's gaze at him was odd.

But he couldn't pinpoint what was strange about it.

In the shadow of a warehouse roof about two hundred steps from the dock, a white figure turned silently.

Frost‑white hair left only a faint trace of light in the darkness, a black moon‑patterned eye mask covering most of the face, revealing just the jawline and tightly pressed lips.

Jing Liu lingered at the roof's edge for a moment, her perception still locked onto the black‑haired youth on the dock.

Dan Heng.

The reincarnation of Dan Feng.

She swayed briefly, and the roof was empty.

Only a tile knocked off by a boot tip rolled half a circle at the edge, fell into the dark alley below, and clattered a distant, faint sound.

Perspective shift.

Sai Fei Er crouched in an alley of Changletian, her back pressed against the wall, cat ears flattened low, tail tucked between her legs.

She cautiously stuck out half a head to look outside the alley; people streamed along the street, a squad of Cloud Cavalry marched by, and a child chased a wooden wheel across the intersection.

No white figure. No icy murderous intent.

She exhaled deeply, her cat ears perked up again, and her tail gradually regained its fluffy state.

It scared me to death just now.

She had been leaning casually on the railing, watching Dan Heng and that blond guy with a coffin chat away, while explaining the ancient gossip of the Five Valiant of the Clouds to Huo Huo.

Then, with a flick of her gaze, she glanced toward the dock warehouse.

A few hundred steps from the pier, behind a large cargo crate, a familiar figure stood.

Frost‑white hair, a black eye mask, and ice‑blue garment edges fluttering lightly in the wind.

Jing Liu stared rigidly in that direction.

Sai Fei Er's reaction at the time could be described as "fluffing up."

Her Tail instantly exploded into a ball of fur, her ears swished and folded into airplane ears, and she was flung straight off the railing, not even finishing her greeting. She had meant to say "Huo Xiaomei, I'm leaving first," but before the words left her mouth, her body had already reacted.

Flash.

She didn't linger even a second.

Of course, this definitely isn't because Sai Fei Er is afraid of her.

Sai Fei Er solemnly confirmed it to herself in her mind.

How could she possibly be afraid of a blind person?

A Former Swordmaster wearing an Eye Mask chased her all day from morning to night, and she was never caught—can that be called fear?

That's a strategic retreat.

Moreover, the real reason she left is that Xi Tong sent a message, asking her to go.

That's the main reason.

Business.

It has nothing to do with Jing Liu.

Sai Fei Er, while giving herself mental encouragement in her mind, walked out of the alley and merged into the crowd on Chang Le Tian Street.

In her mind, the map marker that Xi Tong gave glowed faintly at the edge of her vision; the destination was Changletian, not far from her current location.

Changletian is one of Luofu's most bustling tourist attractions.

Even though Giant Tree Rebirth caused frequent demonic shadows and the Cloud Cavalry patrolled everywhere under martial law, the hustle here had not lessened much.

The tea houses along the street were packed with tea drinkers, and the mahjong hall near the Young Wood Hall emitted the clatter of shuffling cards.

The air was scented with the toasted aroma of baked biscuits and the fragrance of Immortal Happy Tea.

At the street corner, a vendor shouted about newly arrived Pinokanni imported candy; a Fox People child clutched its mother's hand, refusing to leave, eyes fixed on the jar of colorful Bubbles at the stall.

Sai Fei Er walked forward along the street, her gaze sweeping ahead, and in the bustling central area she saw a familiar silhouette.

Gui Naifen.