In the quiet little courtyard, Su Qingwei sat cross-legged atop a rockery. As she slowly opened her eyes, her brows were tightly furrowed on her icy, beautiful face.
"Bastard..."
She cursed inwardly, staring at the newly delivered jade token in her hand as she recalled the images within it.
Bai Yu moved quickly. After a piece of information was secretly spread, Clear Moon Temple contacted Myriad Treasures Sect in secret not long afterward, attempting to use Myriad Treasures Sect as an intermediary. The price of those talismans had exceeded Su Qingwei's understanding!
Through Myriad Treasures Sect's maneuvering, a large number of Dao Sect disciples had been exposed, with quite a few elders among them. It could be said that the current Dao Sect Master had been completely sidelined and knew nothing about any of it!
Fortunately, Myriad Treasures Sect had not agreed immediately. To that end, those people had actually kept raising the stakes, intending to seize this channel for exchanging talismans for Great Medicine even at an absolute loss!
"Even the Holy Maidens and Holy Sons are involved?"
Bitterness filled Su Qingwei's face. When had the Dao Sect become like this? Clearly, they had all begun united as one. Was it because they had sealed off the mountain?
Or was it because they truly could no longer see any hope, and had thus become this way?
If this continued, did the Dao Sect still have a future?
At that thought, a trace of coldness appeared on Su Qingwei's face. The sense of helplessness made her chest feel stifled, while her forebears' entrustment echoed endlessly through her mind.
"Even if the entire Dao Sect is destroyed, I will never let you have your way!"
Su Qingwei clenched her fists, her voice turning incomparably cold. She was still the one calling