Tempered Immortal
Chapter 162

Stealing Immortal Grass, A Close Call

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Watching the backs of the demonic cultivators, Sword Immortal Taibai's expression shifted between cloud and sun. After a moment, he turned around. "Fellow Daoists, no matter what, we cannot let the demonic cultivators find the Heaven Dust Pill."

"Even without Brother Zhang saying it, I understand." Master Wind-Thunder's expression was grave. "Although our three sects had some friction some time ago, we have shared the same breath and been joined branch to branch for a thousand years. How could we let petty vermin slip through a crack?"

"Exactly. Not to mention that for this matter, the grand elders of our three sects have all issued decrees, ordering us to work together. We absolutely cannot let the Heaven Dust Pill fall into anyone else's hands." Madam Cheng also smiled faintly.

"Speaking of it, there is something strange about this matter." Ouyang Qinxin, who had remained silent all this time, smoothed her hair and said thoughtfully, "Why are the martial uncles and martial elders of our three sects not making a move? Otherwise, with their Nascent Soul Realm abilities, finding Heavenly Sha Devil Master and capturing him should be as easy as lifting a hand."

"That... I don't know."

The few Core Condensation cultivators held very high positions in their sects, but regarding this matter, they were completely in the dark. Could it be that they had reached some sort of agreement with the demonic cultivators? That did not seem right. The other side only had one Nascent Soul Realm monster, Supreme Demon of Extreme Evil, while the righteous path had as many as four. They held an absolute advantage; there was no reason they would be restrained.

"Forget it. Let us set this matter aside for now. The urgent task is only to find Heavenly Sha Devil Master's Primordial Spirit."

"Mm.

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