At Xu Ding's summons, he sprang to his feet and hurriedly called for people to make arrangements. Martial artists from the town immediately sprang into action, racing back into town. Before long, they had brought back a copper-head hot pot and all the ingredients.
After Xu Yi thanked them, the few martial artists were so flustered they could barely speak. They fled with their heads in their hands, each one flushed with excitement.
They had just served an immortal! If word got out, they'd have something to boast about for the rest of their lives.
The copper-head hot pot had only just come to a boil when two figures came racing over, streaking across the sky like twin rainbows.
Both men were middle-aged. One wore white, the other a red robe. The moment they arrived, their overwhelming presence bore down on everyone, forcing them to keep their heads bowed.
Only Tong Sihuo, hunkered in the pit, dared to shout, "Pavilion Master Zhu! Vice Pavilion Master Zhang! This fiend killed the Black Flood Dragon Great King and destroyed the divine idol enshrined at Xianmo Pavilion. Please, my lords, give us justice!"
Pavilion Master Zhu was in the Second Realm of Earth Immortal. Vice Pavilion Master Zhang had entered the Earth Immortal Realm only a few years ago, and reaching the Second Realm was only a matter of time.
The two of them were essentially the top figures in the Chu Jiang Imperial Court, aside from a few Supreme Elders above them.
Their arrival finally eased the knot of dread in Tong Sihuo and the others' hearts.
But before Tong Sihuo had even finished speaking, Pavilion Master Zhu cut him off with a shout. "Silence! You people are the ones bringing chaos to the world!"
Tong Sihuo could hardly believe his ears.