That included Elder An. As for Guo Ru, Wu Ziming, and their lot, there was not the slightest trace of them.
Of course, this arrangement had also been made at Lin Xuan's instruction.
However, his current identity was still nothing more than an inconspicuous External Affairs Elder.
These three months of living in seclusion had left Lin Xuan unfamiliar with most of the Nascent Soul Realm cultivators on the mountaintop. After he set down his escaping light, he did not speak with anyone else, but directly found a clean spot and sat cross-legged on it.
He quietly waited for the time to depart.
And this wait actually lasted the better part of half a day. Fortunately, everyone around him was a cultivator, each of them brimming with patience, their faces still full of calm indifference.
Deep in his heart, however, Lin Xuan could not help muttering a little. What exactly was that girl Red Leaf doing, dragging things out like this? Could something unexpected have happened in the middle of it all?
After they waited for the time it took to eat a meal, a burst of immortal music suddenly came from the distant horizon.
Faintly, they could see a magnificent Beast Carriage.
It was built from some unknown fragrant wood, its surface wrapped in a layer of pink radiance.
The wild beasts pulling the carriage had three heads and four legs, with twin wings growing from their backs. They looked both fierce and splendid.
And in front of the Beast Carriage were several dozen beautiful young girls, divided into two rows on the left and right, twelve in each row.
These women all appeared to be only seventeen or eighteen, their brows clear and their eyes lovely to the extreme. In each person's hand, they carried a Palace Lantern.