Yuelai Inn.
"Hey."
"Have you heard?"
"Something major happened in the East Sea!"
a burly man with a full beard said mysteriously.
The skinny man across from him took a swig of wine and wiped his mouth.
"You mean Flowing Wave Mountain?"
"Shh! Keep your voice down!"
The bearded man glanced around before lowering his voice.
"I heard it from my second maternal uncle, who does business by the sea..."
"Recently, the sky around Flowing Wave Mountain has been full of immortals flying back and forth. Dark clouds are pressing down on the city!"
"I heard the Demon Cult's evil practitioners have all gathered there. The Ghost King Sect, the Myriad Poisons Sect..."
"Those fiends who kill without batting an eye. Who knows what earth-shattering conspiracy they're plotting!"
The skinny man drew in a sharp breath, his chopsticks trembling.
"Then... then what about the righteous path?"
"They're not going to do anything?"
"How could they not do anything!"
The bearded man slapped his thigh.
"I heard all the experts from the Qingyun Sect and Tianyin Temple have set out!"
"They've been heading there these past few days!"
"Just now, outside the town, I saw several streaks of sword light flying eastward. That momentum, tsk, tsk, tsk..."
"If this battle breaks out, I'm afraid rivers of blood will flow..."
Clatter.
The chopsticks in Zhang Xiaofan's hand fell onto the table.
His face went pale, and he abruptly looked up at Ye Xuan.
"Seventh Senior Brother!"
"What's wrong?"
Ye Xuan picked up a slice of beef and put it in his mouth, chewing slowly, as though he had not heard a word from next door.
"Flowing Wave Mountain!"
"Master and the others... Master and Senior Sister must have gone there too!"
Zhang Xiaofan's voice was hurried, and the hand beneath the table