"Martial Nephew Qi Yuan, what brings you out?"
Another day of gentle wind and warm sun. Old Daoist Qi Yuan, dressed in a long robe and holding a fly whisk, drifted from Lesser Qiong Peak to the sect gate.
Hearing the immortal guarding the mountain ask, Old Daoist Qi Yuan bowed and replied:
"I'm merely going out for a stroll. Nothing major. Lately, I've always felt somewhat uneasy."
"Very well."
The old True Immortal guarding the gate did not ask further. With a kind smile, he opened the mountain gate and allowed Qi Yuan to ride a cloud out into the skies beyond the mountain.
Because of the matter of liberating that turbid immortal by violence, Qi Yuan had gained a bit of 'fame' within the mountain.
It was simply that this reputation was not always flattering, and people occasionally used the matter to mock and joke about him.
After Li Changshou finished refining this batch of pills, he waited another four months before his master emerged from seclusion to take a stroll outside.
After discussing it with his master, he had his master stay out a few more days this time, giving the Paper Daoist more time to operate.
Afterward, Li Changshou repeatedly reminded his master not to stray too far from the sect gate...
To help his master conceal his tracks, Li Changshou presented the second version of the Turtle Breath Qi Harmonizing Art to him, lest someone keep an eye on his master and scheme against him while he waited for Li Changshou's return.
Li Changshou's true body was also within the sect gates. Should anything happen to his master, he would naturally sense it and rush over to provide aid.
Giving his master and junior sister equal authority to know matters on his end was something