Qingxu Temple, a secret chamber in the back mountains.
Xuanyuan gazed at Su Ling'er's intact life tablet, lost in thought.
Su Ling'er had been sent to...
The Guixi Sect.
'Time is running out. Since the spy sent to the Guixi Sect managed to survive, perhaps it's worth digging deeper!'
Before long, a figure walked into the dimly lit secret chamber.
"This disciple greets the Sect Leader."
The newcomer was a young-looking outer disciple, dressed in a simple gray Daoist robe. His Cultivation was only at the second layer of Qi Refining.
He looked entirely unremarkable, save for a Heart-Protecting Copper Mirror hanging on his chest, which he had polished to a brilliant shine.
Xuanyuan looked at him, his expression just as solemn and grave as it had been when he summoned Su Ling'er.
He mentally rehearsed the same speech he had given Su Ling'er, then slowly began to speak.
