That night, a wind swept across Stone Peak.
"You're taking your sweet time, kid!"
Bai Mo, a smile on his face, was consulting with the displeased, yellow-robed old Daoist.
"If you'd delayed a few more days, I would've gotten a whim to go on a long journey, and then how would you have found me!"
Bai Mo cupped his hands respectfully.
"You jest, Elder."
"I was so focused on receiving your guidance that I dared not make any mistakes. That's why I spent so much time carefully looking for helpers."
The yellow-robed old Daoist had clearly seen a young woman looking for people. Hearing this, he didn't expose Bai Mo's fib, but simply let out a cold snort.
"Hmph! That motley crew you found isn't anything special!"
Bai Mo smiled and said,
"I must disagree. They are all elites of the sect. How could they possibly be called subpar?"
"Besides, to be on the safe side, I've also prepared some Pills to ensure their safety."
"Oh?"
The yellow-robed old Daoist held out his hand.
