With a gentle voice, a middle-aged Daoist in a dark green robe and lotus crown appeared beside the man in purple.
"Temple Master!"
The man in purple immediately bowed to him, his manner extremely respectful.
This Daoist was none other than Daoist Chun Jun, who currently oversaw all affairs of Nine Yuan Temple. His cultivation had reached the Late Daluo Realm.
"Temple Master, you can't blame me for this. She lost the bet, after all."
Immortal Venerable Miaofa spread her hands and said with a beaming smile.
"Still, since the Temple Master has spoken, I must give you some face.
Chi Meng, just say, 'you're better than me,' and I'll release you immediately."
"Hmph, in your dreams!"
Chi Meng angrily turned her head away and closed her eyes, deciding that out of sight was out of mind.
"Ah..."
Seeing this, Daoist Chun Jun found it difficult to say anything more and could only let the two fool around.
Fortunately, Immortal Venerable Miaofa still knew her limits, and Chi Meng had not truly been enraged. Otherwise, she would have long since used the life-saving trump card Dao Ancestor Chi Rong had bestowed upon her.
"This fellow Daoist looks quite unfamiliar. May I ask where you come from, and what brings you here this time?"
Daoist Chun Jun cupped his hands toward Luo Hong and asked politely.
Luo Hong promptly returned the salute and said:
"My name is Luo Hong. I am a rogue cultivator who has made the four seas my home, and I only broke through to the Daluo Realm two hundred years ago.
I have come to pay respects to your temple's Ancestor. I hope fellow Daoist can make an introduction."
"Hmph, do you think you can meet Senior Nine Yuan just because you want to? Stop dreaming."
Chi