"That's good. There's Soul-Calming Incense inside. Take a whiff; it should help."
As he spoke, the green-shirted middle-aged man took out an exquisite snuff bottle and held it out before the woman surnamed Chang.
"Thank you."
The woman surnamed Chang trusted him somewhat. She took the snuff bottle and inhaled sharply, immediately feeling the strange discomfort in her primordial spirit ease considerably.
"Well? The effect is quite good, isn't it?"
The green-shirted middle-aged man said with a light chuckle.
"Fellow Daoist Yi, could this be Clear Moon Incense? Such a spiritual item ought to be used at a critical moment. How can it be wasted merely to ease this humble one's temporary discomfort?"
The woman surnamed Chang asked in surprise.
"Hehe, Fairy Chang, there's no need to feel pressured. Though we've taken on a difficult assignment, Island Master Lu's reward is exceedingly generous.
After working for a few years, Fairy, you'll understand."
The green-shirted middle-aged man waved his hand.
Had it been before, he naturally would not have been so generous. But after his group had achieved the third-highest output last time and received abundant rewards, his enthusiasm had been greatly stirred.
He himself had no hope, but his eldest son possessed outstanding aptitude and might have a chance to become a True Immortal in the future!
"Giggle, Fellow Daoist Yi should rest a little as well!"
Hearing the soft laugh behind him, the green-shirted middle-aged man could not help but frown. But before he could flare up, a chill pierced through his rear dantian.
"Pfft! You—"
The green-shirted middle-aged man's Nascent Soul was directly pierced by a curved blade. He immediately lost all strength to resist and could only laboriously turn his head behind him.
There, the woman surnamed Chang had long since lost her earlier gentleness. Her face