Atop the Eastern Mausoleum Mountain Range stood an ordinary Daoist temple, deep and silent, its steps covered in moss.
At the entrance to the Daoist temple hung a wooden plaque that had weathered countless storms.
Carved upon it were four large, charred-black characters.
Three Origins Daoist Temple.
"Gentlemen officers, take care on your way down!" a yellow-robed Daoist called out in greeting.
Only after watching those constables disappear completely into the distance did he withdraw his gaze, his genial expression settling into calm.
"Of all the people Xiao Bieli could have provoked, he just had to go and provoke a grandmaster!"
"He even got this old Daoist dragged into being investigated!"
"Good thing this old Daoist is quick-witted!"
The Yellow Robed Daoist slowly shut the Daoist temple's main gates.
That night.
Star Plucking Tower.
The tower stood nine stories high.
It was located at the highest point in Dongling City.
Thus, there was the saying that the tower rose a hundred feet high, and one could pluck the stars with one's hand.
Xu Time.
Jiang Ning arrived a little earlier than the appointed time.
Bai Luoyu and Zhao Yulong had helped him a great deal during this period, so it would not be right for him to arrive right on the dot.
Clack, clack, clack—
Listening to the sound of mechanisms and gears turning by his ear, he carried two jars of wine in his hands.
This wine had been brewed and diluted with Emperor Flow Paste.
A moment later.
He stepped off the elevator platform and ascended to the ninth floor.
He saw that inside the private box, there was only Bai Luoyu, leaning by the window and looking outside.
"Brother Bai!" Jiang Ning called.
On the table were two or three plates of dried fruits and some