"Young Sect Master, this old man has other important matters to attend to, so I shall take my leave for now." After Taixu Master's expression shifted several times between light and shadow, he finally spoke slowly.
"Senior, please do as you wish."
That was exactly what Lin Xuan wanted. He did not want to have too much involvement with the old monster before him either, so he saw him off with a smile.
Taixu Master nodded, turned, and transformed into a light breeze, vanishing without a trace. The marvel of his escape technique left one gasping in admiration. He truly was worthy of being a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.
"Fairy, this matter has now come to an end. I must be going as well."
"Very well. This time, many thanks to Brother Lin for lending us a hand. From top to bottom, our sect feels your great kindness deeply." Ouyang Qinxin gathered her robe and bowed, once again expressing her thanks.
"Fairy, you are too polite."
Lin Xuan smiled faintly, exchanged a few more pleasantries with her, then green light flared all over his body. He transformed into a startling rainbow and flew into the sky.
Watching his receding figure, Ouyang Qinxin's face revealed a trace of complexity.
At the same time, Taixu Master had already returned to the mountaintop, and the cultivator surnamed Feng was standing respectfully before the pagoda's entrance.
"Is it truly that old fellow?" Taixu Master dropped out of his escape light and spoke impatiently.
"Yes, Martial Uncle. The other party named you specifically as the one he wished to see. Besides, Little Nephew cannot make decisions about such matters, so I had no choice but to disturb Your Elder self..." The cultivator surnamed Feng hesitated slightly, then explained the situation in this manner.
"Enough. There