"Senior Uncle Master!"
Zhao Wumian's shout instantly startled everyone present... Those who knew Old Zhao's background immediately guessed the visitor's identity from the title of Senior Uncle Master!
Zhao Wumian came from the island and belonged to the Tianzun sect. In the entire Human Race Grand Alliance, there was only one person she could call Senior Uncle Master!
The most mysterious figure in the Grand Alliance, with a dojo whose exact location no one could find despite knowing it existed, appearing and disappearing like a divine dragon... Many people had even grown up listening to this person's legends.
The sound of the flute gradually grew clearer. The old cow ambled over leisurely, chewing the grass along the mountain path as it walked.
Just then, the girl suddenly tugged at Long Wu's arm and quickly whispered something into his ear.
Long Wu's expression changed slightly. After a brief hesitation, he seemed to finally make up his mind. He opened his Storage Item, and a palm-sized metal box fell out.
The girl swiftly snatched the metal box from Long Wu's hand and opened it. Inside were rows of neatly arranged small medicine bottles—along with a brand-new syringe.
"Teacher, come to our secret base sometime when you're free!" the girl said quickly.
Then, before Miss Nan One could react, she snapped open the medicine bottles in the box and swallowed all their contents.
"What did she swallow?" Miss Nan One instinctively looked at Long Wu.
"The sedative I told you about." Long Wu lowered his voice. "He's going to sleep."
Miss Nan One froze. With this brat's Chaos Demon King-like personality, why had he suddenly... Could it be because of that youth climbing the mountain, the Senior Uncle Master Zhao Wumian had mentioned?
"Teacher Xiao Nan, what secret base was he talking about?"