The Qiongqi Mountain Master accepted the snow-white jade slip. "May I ask where I should go to find Su Yi, Master?"
He did not ask what mysteries the jade slip contained. That was not something a subordinate like him should pry into.
The Revere Heaven Pavilion Master said, "Beyond Wenzhou, beneath the River of Destiny. Take that white deer with you."
"Yes!"
The Qiongqi Mountain Master accepted the order, left the pavilion, and came before the white deer. With a gentle pat on its back, he departed with it.
"Oh, right."
The Revere Heaven Pavilion Master suddenly recalled something. "If you see fellow daoist Su, do not be disrespectful. Should you encounter a danger you cannot resolve, I permit you to make an exception and use your innate divine ability."
The Qiongqi Mountain Master solemnly said, "I shall heed Master's Dharma Decree."
Only then did he leave with the white deer.
Within the pavilion, the Revere Heaven Pavilion Master casually pulled a hairpin from her head, and her dark black hair spilled down like a waterfall.
Her starry eyes fixed on the hairpin as she murmured, "Master, the Alliance of Profound Mysteries has already been destroyed. Since they broke the rules first, I will no longer Draw Ground as a Prison for myself..."
With that, she let out a soft sigh, her expression full of melancholy.
Her master and fellow disciples had departed long ago. Now, upon this River of Destiny, only she remained.
The clear heavenly light fell upon the black hairpin in the Revere Heaven Pavilion Master's hand. At its tip were three tiny words, almost impossible to notice:
Square Inch Mountain!
"Why have you come back again?"
Suddenly, the Revere Heaven Pavilion Master turned and looked into the distance.
Ling Ran, dressed in coarse linen, approached. "Fellow