Didn't Ancestor Yang Mei want to find my three masters? I might as well guide Yang Mei to where they are.
The Three Pure Ones' hearts skipped a beat.
Their premonition had indeed been correct.
Qingqing really was planning to arrange something for them now.
After so many cultivators had sought guidance from Yang Mei, I could already be certain that my three masters, in their current little-boy forms, definitely would not be recognized.
Zhuang Zhou and Junior Brother Xuandu simply wouldn't cause Yang Mei any trouble. It still had to be my three masters themselves.
"..."
The Three Pure Ones marveled inwardly at their disciple's idea.
Normally speaking.
Once their disciple learned that Yang Mei was searching for the Three Pure Ones, she should have thought of how to protect them perfectly.
But now.
Their disciple did not take the usual path and instead intended to send Yang Mei straight to them.
Such mental fortitude truly made her a fine disciple of the Three Pure Ones.
Upon hearing their disciple's plan, if the Three Pure Ones did not wish to see Yang Mei, they naturally could have left.
But.
Why should they leave?
The Three Pure Ones exchanged glances and looked each other over, feeling there was no need to flee at all.
The thought of sitting at the same table as Ancestor Yang Mei, who might become their opponent, was amusing just to imagine.
He was out.
Ancestor Yang Mei was out.
Bai Ze's eyes shone with wisdom within Miro Palace.
Fairy Qingqing's idea of having numerous cultivators gather at Three Xiao Bookshop to obtain opportunities was indeed wildly imaginative.
But it actually had a drawback.
As time passed, Yang Mei would inevitably leave Three Xiao Bookshop.
Having a Dao Ancestor-level existence listen endlessly to the noisy chatter