"Fellow Daoist?"
Seeing Zi Ling react so strongly, the Rogue Cultivators looked at her curiously. "What, do you know her?"
Zi Ling abruptly came back to her senses. Forcing down the shock in her heart, she gave a couple of dry chuckles. "No, no... It's just that the name... sounds rather familiar."
"That's only natural."
The man in the bamboo hat shook his head. "That name has been on everyone's lips throughout Cloud Province Prefecture lately. You were bound to hear a little about it..."
Besides, for many people, the greatest immortal or god they would ever see in their entire lives was probably their local City God.
Now a divine general had descended from heaven.
Never mind Rogue Cultivators like them-even ordinary people were probably talking about it right now.
"Thank you... for clearing that up, fellow Daoists."
Zi Ling took a deep breath and barely steadied herself, then cupped her hands. "We still have urgent business to attend to, so we won't keep chatting with you. Farewell."
With that,
Zi Ling grabbed the little monk Kongming and hurried away, soon disappearing into the crowd along the long street.
Only after walking a considerable distance and making sure no one nearby was paying them any attention
did the two stop in a secluded alley.
"Little monk, what do we do now?"
She had never imagined that girl could stir up such a tremendous disaster. A divine general of the Heavenly Court had personally descended to arrest her, crushing even the Cloud Province Prefectural Sky-Patrol Bureau beneath his heel.
Even if she wanted to help, she had no idea where to begin...
Kongming pressed his palms together and lowered his eyes. "Amitabha. Fellow Daoist Jiang has indeed brought great trouble upon herself this time..."
He considered it for a moment,