"Sure enough, someone was plotting behind the scenes.
When I discovered that trace of Dao charm just now, I followed it here.
But a Saint had acted to conceal this person's Heavenly Secrets. I could only rely on the Taiji Diagram's power to barely scare this fellow..."
Above the clouds, Xuandu gave a brief explanation. The old Daoist beside him immediately furrowed his brow and sighed.
Compared to Xuandu's somewhat casual attire and tranquil bearing, this old Daoist was far more particular about his Daoist robe, Daoist circlet, Daoist boots, and the fly whisk in his hand. He possessed even more of the air of an otherworldly master.
Yet this old Daoist was exceedingly courteous toward Xuandu. A smile lingered at the corners of his mouth when he spoke, and his body would lean forward slightly.
The old Daoist asked again, "Eldest Senior Brother, how should we handle this next?"
"Dao Brother, go settle the calamity at Du Xian Sect first!" Xuandu said with a smile. "If you arrive any later, they may have already subdued the foreign enemies, and there will be nothing left for you, their founding patriarch, to do.
"After Dao Brother has arranged matters at Du Xian Sect, remember to bring back the corpses of those Golden Ao Island Qi Refiners to this place.
"We still need to make a trip to Golden Ao Island later."
The corpses...
"Alas," the old Daoist understood at once, a shamefaced expression appearing on his face. "I must trouble Eldest Senior Brother to exert yourself so much this time. This poor Daoist was truly too careless."
Xuandu waved his hand and urged him on.
"Ah, a small matter, a small matter.
"Dao Brother, hurry over!
"Since you founded this sect, you have karmic ties to it. You must always devote