Kong Xuan cupped his hands with a smile. "The matter has been settled. May you all take care—Kong Xuan bids you farewell."
After speaking, he turned and stepped out of the tent. A cloud of azure qi abruptly rose beneath his feet, smoke-like and mist-like as it wrapped around them. His figure flashed forward as though riding the wind, drifting away, leaving only the hem of his robes to flicker once in the morning light before vanishing.
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Within the Zhou Camp, the Jade Void Golden Immortals had gathered beneath the reed awning, carefully deducing the Nine Bend Yellow River Formation and repeatedly pondering the wondrous treasure within it that they had yet to see.
Suddenly, rosy clouds stirred at the horizon, and immortal music flowed down from outside the clouds, clear and melodious. An old man with a white beard hanging to his chest and a prominent brow bone slowly approached atop a white deer, a Coiling Dragon Staff in hand. His face was kindly, springtime seemed to dwell in his brows, and an air of auspicious omen surrounded him.
This man was Immortal Official Nanji.
The Jade Void Golden Immortals, along with the third-generation disciples, hurried from the awning to welcome him, standing solemnly in wait.
Immortal Official Nanji returned their greetings with a smile, explained the purpose of his visit, then slowly ascended the awning and took his seat.
From within his sleeve, he took out a Jade Void Talisman Edict shimmering with flowing light and handed it to Yun Zhongzi. "By the decree of the sect leader, you are summoned back to the mountain at once to forge the Heaven-Piercing Divine Fire Pillar—it shall be of great use in days to come."
Yun Zhongzi bowed as he accepted the talisman edict, cupped