Worries Weighed on Murong Feng

After refining the two Top-Grade Spirit Tools, Shi Yue was just about to leave Palm Heaven Space when Yin'er came walking over.

She tugged at the hem of her clothes, licked her red lips, and asked with an expectant look, "Master, I haven't had anything tasty in ages."

Seeing the anticipation on Yin'er's face, Shi Yue couldn't help but laugh to himself.

"You little glutton, all you ever think about is food. Next time I enter Palm Heaven Space, I'll bring you something tasty. Be good and learn from your older sister how to look after the Spirit Herbs. Don't cause trouble. If Grandpa Xiaoyaozi asks you to help, then help him, understand?"

At the mention of tasty food, Yin'er's eyes lit up. She patted her chest and promised, "Understood, Master. I guarantee I'll get the job done."

Shi Yue nodded. His expression shifted, and he left Palm Heaven Space.

After greeting Li Yan, he walked out of the Immortal Herb Pavilion.

The streets were as quiet as ever, with hardly a soul in sight.

Shi Yue glanced to either side, then strode toward the market exit.

Once outside the market, he patted the Spirit Beast Bag at his waist. Black Phoenix flew out and landed before him.

He leaped onto its back. Black Phoenix beat its wings hard and shot skyward, vanishing into the distance before long.

Taixu Sect.

Murong Feng and Zhou Tongtian stood before a large Communication Array. A phantom figure hovered above it—it was Dugu Xin.

"Fellow Daoist Murong, that's the situation. Fellow Daoist Lin and I plan to send people to Northern Yan and join forces to resist Great Qin," Dugu Xin said slowly.

"I have no objection, but I can't leave Taixu Sect. You saw what happened: some villains attacked the Main Sect