A five-story Azure Pavilion stood there.
On the third floor, Fang Qinghong was speaking with a handsome, extraordinary white-robed youth.
"Daoist Lin, I did as you said and brought out the Five Flame Brew, but they didn't drink it. Only Daoist Lin from the Seven Immortals Sect drank it."
Fang Qinghong spoke carefully, his expression tense.
"Don't worry. There's nothing wrong with the Spirit Wine. I merely tampered with the cups. It won't implicate your Fang Family."
"But let me make this clear first. If you inform them, heh heh, don't blame me for being ruthless. We don't have that many scruples when we act. Your Fang Family has a large estate and extensive business, but there will always be times when someone is isolated."
The white-robed youth's face was full of Killing Intent.
Fang Qinghong shuddered and hurriedly said, "I know what to do. Rest assured, Daoist Lin."
"If you know, that's enough. Go on. We have no use for you in what comes next."
"If they contact you, act as you did before. Don't give yourself away. Understood?"
The white-robed youth gave his orders and sent Fang Qinghong away.
A woman with a graceful figure walked down from upstairs. Her brows and eyes were as lovely as a painting, and her skin was fair as snow. She wore a low-cut yellow skirt, while two snowy peaks towered prominently beneath it. Her aura was somewhat weaker than the white-robed youth's.
"He won't report to a Body Integration Cultivator, will he? The Fang Family has an ancient inheritance and must know some Body Integration Cultivators."
The Yellow-Skirted Woman spoke with some worry.
"He only knows that we intend to deal with the Heavenly Zither Couple. He doesn't know about the news of Master's Seated Immortal Cave."
"Even if a Body