Inside Red Sleeves Beckon, the Storyteller waved his hand impatiently.
"Return to the sect? Why are you in such a hurry to go back?" he asked.
The Big Man wore a helpless expression. It was obvious that the Junior Uncle had not had enough fun yet.
But it had already been a year since they came down the mountain.
You haven't had enough fun, but I'm exhausted from serving you all this time!
The Dao Sect Second Elder felt bitter inside and habitually wanted to bite his nails again.
The Big Man decided to persuade him one more time.
"Junior Uncle, Han Shuangjiang and Xu Ziqing have surely already gone up the mountain. Don't you want to go back and see them?" he asked.
The Dao Sect Second Elder had been following the Junior Uncle all along. When he had approached Han Shuangjiang and Xu Ziqing in the guise of a Storyteller, the Big Man had actually been there as well, simply standing far away.
In the Junior Uncle's own words, it was: "You look like a peasant farmer. At times like this, stay farther away from me. If you stand beside me, I won't look as immortal and otherworldly."
When the Storyteller heard him mention the two, he waved his hand and said, "What's there to go back and see? I made all the necessary preparations long ago."
"Huh? Is there something else I don't know about?" the Big Man asked curiously.
"Nothing much. I simply prepared a Cultivation Method for each of them." The Storyteller did not seem to care.
The Big Man pondered for a while before saying, "Han Shuangjiang has the Profound Yin Physique. During the Aperture Opening Stage, the Ice Purity Art is the most suitable for her to practice."
"As for Xu Ziqing..." The