"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Miaolu, this Western Jin in the Western Sea is inferior to our Eastern Jin in both spiritual energy density and the various cultivation legacies!"
Aboard the great sword.
An old man in azure robes stroked his beard and smiled. He swept his gaze across the vast Western Jin sea region, his eyes flickering as he clicked his tongue. "Who would have thought that such a place would have a heaven-defying wolf demon? How rare."
"Yes, I underestimated it at first. I never expected this demon wolf to be so formidable."
Miaolu True Person nodded and said with a bitter smile, "If not for my many life-preserving methods, I might truly have perished in Western Jin after that wolf burned its blood essence."
The azure-robed old man chuckled and shook his head. "Fellow Daoist Miaolu, you are being too modest. The Sweet Dew Sect's inheritance shakes all of Eastern Jin. Ordinary people are simply no match for you."
Changing the subject, Miaolu True Person clasped his hands toward the four of them and smiled. "The four of you are all my closest friends. This time, capturing the demon wolf will depend on all of us working together."
The four of them were visibly moved. They hurriedly returned the gesture and said solemnly, "Fellow Daoist Miaolu has saved all our lives. No matter what, we will surely assist you in capturing this Beast."
"Many thanks."
Miaolu True Person laughed heartily.
At this moment, his heart felt at ease, as though that silver Little Wolf had already become something in his pocket.
This time, upon returning to Eastern Jin, he had sought out four close friends at the first level of the Spirit Transformation Realm. Back when these people were in the Nascent Soul Realm, he had once saved each