Third Disciple! Miss Qin Xin!
After Lin Bai and the others entered the Seven-Colored Divine Well one after another, a middle-aged man swept out from the darkness of Fire Lotus Mountain's main peak and stood at the wellhead, gazing at that beam of Seven-Colored Divine Light.
"We have no choice!" The middle-aged man's expression was grim. After murmuring a spell, the Seven-Colored Divine Light gradually withdrew into the wellhead.
At the same time, the well actually tore free from the earth. After swaying in midair for a moment, it transformed into a scroll and fell into the middle-aged man's hands.
This was actually a treasure!
"Everyone, I'm afraid you'll have to stay inside the Withered Well Painting for the next few days. Once my master's birthday celebration is over, I'll apologize and make amends to you one by one!"
"Fortunately, my third junior sister is highly skilled in the Dao of the Zither and the Dao of Chess. With her accompanying you in playing chess and the zither, you shouldn't be too lonely these next few days!"
After putting away the scroll, the middle-aged man tossed it directly into his Storage Bag and turned to return to Fire Lotus Mountain.
The Seven-Colored Divine Light vanished between heaven and earth, as though none of this had ever happened!
Inside the scroll world, the eight of them, Lin Bai included, walked beneath that old red-leaf tree and looked at Miss Qinxin, who was sitting there elegantly on her knees. None of their expressions looked particularly pleasant.
The sword cultivator Su Tingzong said unhappily, "Miss Qinxin, what do you mean by this?"
Miss Qinxin smiled. "Everyone, please don't be impatient. I heard that all of you are rare young talents from the Southern Continent, so I wanted to invite you here to