"What do you mean, it isn't the right time?" I hurriedly asked.
The disciple answered with a bitter smile, "Isn't the Sword God away? Otherwise, this jade token definitely could've been delivered inside... But speaking of which, we were all looking forward to seeing the Sword God, yet we really didn't get to. She's like a divine dragon—you see neither head nor tail. There's no use in us merely wishing for it. How about this? Leave the jade token with me. When she comes, I'll deliver it to her. How's that?"
"Sure." I reached out and left the jade token with him. But given Li Guxian's temperament, forget about the Exiled Immortal Pavilion—even if she disliked it, she wouldn't stay in the Immortal Emperor's Divine Palace. Yet if she liked a place, she could guard me there for years, even if it were a hollow tree. That was why she was a woman of true character, and one of the few people I genuinely admired.
After handing the jade token to the gatekeeping disciple, I returned to the disciples' quarters. Since Mo Xiaoning and the others were outside the Washing Dust Mountain Realm, I couldn't contact them, nor could I find out whether Li Tianjing had successfully put on airs. I could only settle down and do what I needed to do: gather the other disciples and explain and drill the nine-man tactics.
Early the next morning, Li Tianjing returned—and he was personally brought back by the Washing Dust Daoist. The moment I saw his radiant face and the Washing Dust Daoist bowing and scraping, I knew it had worked.
Naturally, we changed where we were staying. It wasn't the Exiled Immortal Pavilion or the Heavenly Fragrance Gardens, since both were already occupied. Instead, we moved to the Welcoming Immortals