A Secret Matter

() The five Great Cultivators looked at the young cultivator standing before them and nodded one after another, their hearts filled with unrestrained fondness.

Leaving aside his skills, the fact that he had relied on nothing more than his Foundation Establishment cultivation to travel alone across tens of millions of li to Manghuang Mountain was already something an ordinary cultivator would never have had the courage to accomplish.

"Enough, Fengming. Your business ends here. Sit to the side for now. We still have some other matters to discuss."

After Sima Bo finished speaking, he pointed at a stone chair nearby, indicating that Qin Fengming should sit there.

Qin Fengming did not dare delay. After respectfully bowing once more, he sat down on the stone chair and fell completely silent.

Sima Bo looked at everyone present. His expression straightened as he turned toward the several Nascent Soul cultivators on the other side and said in a deep, steady voice:

"In a few days, it will be the day of the Master-Apprenticeship Ceremony. There are already several hundred fellow Daoists who have arrived. Although most of them are on good terms with Manghuang Mountain, there will inevitably be some fish eyes mixed in among the pearls. Elder Nephew Qi has always been responsible for Manghuang Mountain's defenses. Have the specific arrangements been made?"

As Sima Bo's voice fell, an elderly man dressed in a purple-black long robe immediately rose. He bowed to the five Great Cultivators seated in the center and respectfully replied:

"Reporting to Martial Uncle Sima, half a month ago, this nephew had already activated all the auxiliary restrictions throughout Manghuang Mountain. Unless an Integration stage cultivator personally arrives, I do not think any mishaps will occur. Ordinary cultivators certainly will not dare to cause trouble on Manghuang Mountain."

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