Good heavens, such a tiny child—n-no-no, could she be the bloodline the Martial Granduncle had left outside? Heaven save us, Yonglu Mountain had stumbled into a major disaster.
No, he had to report this to the Sect Master at once. Just as the disciple guarding the mountain gate was about to send a message, the corner of his eye caught the Little Martial Granduncle drifting over. Oh, right, reporting it to the Little Martial Granduncle was the same.
"Little Martial Granduncle, she..."
Wen Xu waved a hand. "No need to make a fuss. Master sent me to pick her up."
Since it was the Martial Granduncle's intention, there was no reason not to let her through. The gate-guarding disciple had just opened his mouth when the spiritual energy before him rippled—and where were the Little Martial Granduncle and the little girl now?
N-no way. He was also at the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage. They clearly had the same cultivation, so why could he not see the Little Martial Granduncle's departing figure at all? Was that reasonable?!
He could not help suffering a moment of shattered defenses before sending the news to Sect Master Peak.
All news concerning Springless Peak was marked in red at Yonglu Mountain. Gu Wufang picked up the message at once, then nearly blacked out. No way—there was a little girl who had specifically come looking for the Martial Granduncle? Could she be some... bloodline lost outside?
Then could that be... Divine Dragon bloodline? Heaven save us!
They said those who were not family would never enter the same sect. From top to bottom, Yonglu Mountain was all cut from the same cloth. Gu Wufang could not sit still after reading the message and hurried toward Springless Peak.
Unfortunately, Springless Peak was locked up tight this time.