The three of them actually did not return to the VIP Building. Instead, they flew away from Xueming Peak as streaks of light, then landed on an unremarkable barren mountain.
The barren mountain's spiritual energy was thin, and for dozens of li around, there was not a soul to be seen. Even so, the old man still waved a hand and released a layer of soundproofing membrane.
Fairy Huadie's brows drew together slightly, her pretty face plainly showing disapproval. Her companion was being a little too careful.
"Heh heh, there is never anything wrong with being cautious. After all, what we are plotting this time is no small matter. If word leaks out, the benefits might well fall into someone else's hands," the red-robed old man said with a solemn expression.
"Mm. What do you think of that boy surnamed Lin?" Monk Yuantong spoke in a muffled, booming voice.
"It is still too early to say. After all, we have only met him once. However, there is no doubt that he is not a cultivator from Longnan. From what several Xueming Sect disciples said, this Fellow Daoist Lin seems to have decent conduct. We can find another chance to test him later; perhaps we can cooperate," the red-robed old man said after a brief pause for thought, choosing his words carefully.
"Mm, my impression of the Lin boy is not bad either. If not for the fact that this matter requires the participation of a cultivator at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage or above who is also proficient in poison-attribute devilish flames, why would we need to seek out an outsider? Among our friends, there are also several mid-stage cultivators. If we let them join, the matter would be much safer," Fairy Huadie said in this manner.
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