Shen Luo frowned upon hearing this, but his expression quickly relaxed. "Since Senior Zhen Yuan is not here, I will wait for him for some time."
"Please rest assured, Fellow Daoist Shen. The moment Master returns to Wuzhuang Temple, I will notify you immediately," Mingyue said.
"Then thank you, Fellow Daoist Mingyue," Shen Luo said gratefully.
Mingyue did not stay long. After chatting casually with Shen Luo for a few moments, he soon took his leave. Shen Luo took out two packets of Mist Mountain Spirit Tea and practically forced them into his hands.
Unable to refuse, and genuinely fond of the spirit tea, Mingyue accepted them.
After seeing Mingyue off, Shen Luo set up several layers of Restrictions around the pavilion, then sat cross-legged in meditation within the main hall.
A moment later, he suddenly opened his eyes and formed a hand seal, pointing outside.
The light screens of the Restrictions outside split apart to either side, forming a passage. A figure slowly walked in—it was Black Robe.
"You're here. The item is here. Where is yours?" Shen Luo wasted no words, taking out the Nightmare Dragon Horn and placing it on the nearby table.
Black Robe likewise said nothing. With a sweep of his sleeve, two items appeared atop the table: a blue jade bottle and a wooden box.
Dense Water Spirit Qi churned around the jade bottle, exactly like the bottle of One-Origin True Water Bai Xi had taken out earlier.
The wooden box slowly opened as well, revealing a golden-green immortal fruit. It was precisely that Wind-Thunder Immortal Jujube.
Shen Luo's eyes brightened slightly as he looked at the jade bottle and the Wind-Thunder Immortal Jujube.
Black Robe's initial offer had been one bottle of One-Origin True Water and half a Wind-Thunder Immortal Jujube. The Wind-Thunder