"Let's go. We'll head to the old Longevity Sect site now. I trust things on Zhou Fan's end won't take too long."
Bai Moyu nodded to Wu Xueyi and Nie Yun, then turned and was the first to fly toward the mountain peak.
...
In the back mountains of Taiqing Palace, Zhou Fan stood atop a rock, listening to the faint shouts echoing from the distance. He glanced at the desolate surroundings before finally fixing his gaze on Daoist Qingxu ahead.
This was the very place where Daoist Qingxu practiced his solitary cultivation. Normally, besides himself, no more than three people were qualified to come here. But today, Daoist Qingxu had brought Zhou Fan directly to this spot.
"Daoist Qingxu, may I ask why you've brought this junior here?"
Zhou Fan asked politely, bowing deeply to Daoist Qingxu.
