"Clap, clap, clap..."
"What a keen spiritual sense, truly worthy of a disciple of the Lingyin Sect."
From the shadows, a young man dressed in luxurious clothes, with a variety of dazzling jade pendants hanging from his waist, emerged.
In his hand, he held a spinning dark gold compass, its needle pointing towards the colossal bronze gate.
"I initially thought that besides our Spirit Treasure Sect, no one else in the entire Yan Kingdom could find this place. Never expected... to be outdone by three little girls."
This youth shimmered with spiritual light all over, with no less than five magical defensive artifacts visible to the naked eye. He looked at the three young girls in front of him and smiled slightly.
"Spirit Treasure Sect?"
Zhiwei's eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze sweeping over the other party's extravagant attire, and she was secretly amazed.
