Masks and Jade Flutes

"Who are you people?"

Facing a Nascent Soul old monster, Fang Lang was not particularly afraid.

After all, Shen Wanshui had specially prepared a life-saving item for him.

Moreover... from the Five Elements Mystic Light, he had comprehended a technique called the 'Five Elements Heavenly Escape.' Its escape speed was unparalleled; even sword cultivators might not be able to catch him!

With this escape technique, he had a fair chance of fleeing for his life beneath a Nascent Soul old monster's hands!

"This one... is Fu Zhen of the Dawn Moon Sect. I have brought my son, Fu Shen... to pay respects to Fellow Daoist Fang."

The Nascent Soul True Person was a middle-aged scholar. With an amiable, guileless smile, he bowed as he spoke.

Fang Lang fell silent.

Sweeping Fu Shen with his divine sense, he discovered that the other party was merely at the Qi Refinement level, and could not help feeling depressed.

He knew his guess had been wrong. No Nascent Soul cultivator would come to encircle and kill him while bringing along dead weight.

"So it is Senior Fu. May I ask what brings you here?" Fang Lang asked.

"To be honest... I have come for my son's sake." Fu Zhen gave a bitter smile. "My son was born with five spiritual roots, yet awakened the 'Spirit-Gathering Spiritual Vein.' His innate five elements are exceptionally balanced, and it can also increase the speed at which spiritual qi gathers. Though he is not a true spiritual-root cultivator... he greatly admires Fellow Daoist and wishes to become your disciple..."

Fu Shen tactfully stepped forward to bow, holding out a bulging storage pouch in both hands. "Please accept me as your disciple, Senior!"

Without betraying a reaction, Fang Lang swept the storage pouch with his divine sense and instantly