A strange, affected voice suddenly came from beside them.
Qin Guan followed the sound and saw an old man in a gray robe standing with his arms folded, a mocking smile hanging at the corner of his mouth.
The old man had a sinister face, triangle eyes, and a hooked nose. An obsidian token likewise hung at his waist.
An inner sect elder of the Beast Taming Immortal Sect—Yin Wuji.
Behind Yin Wuji, several Core Disciples were also looking at him with mocking smiles.
Qingyun Elder impatiently looked at the gray-robed old man. "Yin Wuji, you have no place commenting on my disciple. If you keep your mouth shut, no one will know someone stabbed a hole through your throat too."
"You..."
Just as Yin Wuji was about to retort, he suddenly gave a cold laugh and shook his head. "Forget it. This old man will not waste words with you."
"Fellow Daoists, today's arrangements were truly rushed. If the Immeasurable Pill Sect has been lacking in its hospitality, I ask for your understanding!"
As Yin Wuji's words fell, a voice suddenly rang out from the center of the distant plaza.
An elder of the Immeasurable Pill Sect wore a broad smile as he looked at the crowd and called out loudly:
"Fellow Daoists have come from afar and must be weary from the journey. The Immeasurable Pill Sect has already arranged accommodations. Please follow our disciples and rest for a while. Later, the Old Ancestor will personally host a banquet to welcome you and wash away the dust of your travels."
After saying this, he clapped his hands. Dozens of Immeasurable Pill Sect disciples emerged from all directions, guiding the various factions away into the distance.
"Fellow Daoists of the Beast Taming Immortal Sect, please follow me."
A disciple