Watching the two remain silent, the old man maintained the bearing of a lofty senior on his face, while secretly rejoicing inwardly.
He had already lured these two into the sect gates. Without Foundation Establishment Realm cultivation, they would not be able to escape even if they wanted to.
Moreover, he believed that being assigned a spirit field the moment they entered was treatment no worse than that of certain great sects.
It had not been easy. His Golden Light Sect had finally welcomed two new disciples; its growth and prosperity were just around the corner.
As the old man rejoiced in secret, he had no idea that Xu Chunniang had already decided to leave.
Just then, an unusual sound suddenly came from the spirit spring.
"Glug, glug..."
The already scant Spirit Spring Water in the spring eye was sucked completely dry.
The spring eye, originally only the size of a fist, shrank by another half.
At the sight, the old man was so furious that he jumped to his feet.
"It shrank again! Lately, it has been shrinking more and more frequently. At this rate, I fear it will dry up completely."
Only after speaking did he realize that his earlier fit of fury did not quite suit his "lofty expert" demeanor.
He coughed awkwardly. "Do not panic. I will certainly determine the cause."
Xu Chunniang looked toward the spirit spring and extended her divine sense into the depths of the spring eye, her expression shifting slightly.
This spring eye was extremely deep, nearly running through the entire mountain and reaching far beneath the earth.
So much spring water could not possibly vanish for no reason. Something must have drained it dry.
Xu Chunniang took out a magical artifact crafted from Lightning Strike Bamboo and handed it to Shen