After inquiring, it was discovered that the other party is going to Chiling Mountain for hunting.
Chen Sansi casually remarked: "Mr. Mo, as a Talisman Master, why would you engage in such a risky transaction?"
Mo Zhu took a sip and clicked his tongue: "I'm not very ambitious. I've been stuck at the Qi Refining Middle Stage my whole life. But I have to consider the future of my descendants, right? Recently, various sects are recruiting disciples. My grandson is neither exceptionally talented nor mediocre, and needs some arrangements to have a chance at entry-level as an outer disciple.
"This Daoist looks unfamiliar. Were you introduced here by a friend? Are you here to buy talismans or do you need me to do something?"
"Help me to meet someone."
Chen Sansi took out two Spirit Stones: "In the tavern fifty miles outside the city."
He detailed his requirements.
"Sure thing!"
Mo Zhu didn't ask a single additional question.
Two hours later.
