"Sect Master, every disciple in the Medicine King Sect has a copy of this wanted poster now. They all want to get their hands on that precious Ten Thousand Year Spirit Grass!"
The disciple didn't understand the Sect Master's purpose for having him investigate, but he could tell this person was important.
For the longest time, the Eastern and Southern Domains had engaged in the most clandestine conflicts. After all, they were both territories of the Human Clan, and each always wanted to prove its superiority.
Thus, the relationship between the Ancient Cold Sect and the Medicine King Sect was indeed not very good.
"Outrageous!"
Luo Hantian clenched his fists, his expression turning grim.
No matter how you looked at it, Mu Zixu was a great senior who had ascended long ago. To think he would go this far to target a junior.
He wouldn't let it go even after she had ascended.
What a petty man.
