At the mention of Sand of Time, a chorus of sharp breaths rang out across the hall.
Sand of Time was a secret treasure of the Misty Star Alliance, containing a trace of the true meaning of the Law of Time. Even core disciples could scarcely lay eyes on it.
Only Venerables were almost ever qualified to enjoy it.
Jiang Shu solemnly accepted it. He saw the silver sand in the hourglass flowing at times fast, at times slow, and somehow resonating with his heartbeat.
With a thought, ripples spread across his palm. He drew the precious gift into the small world within his body.
"Please thank your master for me."
Bei Jue smiled faintly and lowered her voice. "My master also said that if you're interested, Daoist Brother, you're welcome to visit the Misty Star Alliance and see the River of Time."
The invitation to join them was plain as day.
Nearby, Venerable Luo's ears twitched. He coughed lightly and came over. "All these years later, your master still knows how to poach people."
Bei Jue calmly bowed, then said with a smile, "Senior Luo, you jest. We're only exchanging ideas as fellow cultivators."
Venerable Luo wasn't particularly bothered by the Misty Star Alliance's recruitment efforts.
"Why didn't Bei Ming come this time? Is he worried I'll give him trouble?"
"Pass along a message to him. We had a few grudges when we were young, but that was long ago. These days, the Nine Universes Merchant Alliance and the Misty Star Alliance do plenty of business together. He shouldn't let a few trivial matters damage the relationship between our two alliances."
A few days earlier, Venerable Luo had already told Jiang Shu about his history with the Misty Star Alliance's Ancestor Bei Ming.
After all these years, whatever had