Earth Fire Golden Plum, Part Two

The white-robed Daoist furrowed his brows. His face was quite distinctive—long, gaunt, and narrow, making him look rather like a horse. His cheeks were sunken on both sides, as if his vital essence was lacking, leaving him utterly listless.

Even his fluttering white robes showed how little flesh he had on his body. They hung empty on him, like a child wearing an adult's clothes.

"If it can't be found, then forget it. Without Yang Spring, no matter how good her aptitude is, she cannot enter Foundation Establishment. At most, she'll reach Qi Refinement. There is no such thing as future repercussions. What did Su Wan say?" the white-robed Daoist asked with narrowed eyes.

"There has been no reply from the Wind Riding Sect. Perhaps Senior Sister Su feels that the time is not yet ripe..." the Daoist replied softly.

"Ripe? How many times has she used that excuse? No wonder she cannot break through to Foundation Establishment and receive the sect's support. No matter how gifted she is, it is still useless!" The white-robed Daoist sneered. "Forget it. Go call Junior Sister Huang for me. I have something to ask her."

"Yes..." The Daoist was just about to turn and leave.

"Wait."

"What else does Teacher require?"

"How has the matter of the Yuefu Territory suppressor, the Clear Talisman Sword, been handled?" the white-robed Daoist suddenly recalled.

"The people we sent deliberately made things difficult for them, but they still agreed. They have also handed over the profits. Everything has gone very smoothly."

"Is that so? Then again, what can a little brat who cannot even enter Qi Refinement do?" The white-robed Daoist shook his head.

"A little brat? Teacher, you are underestimating Spirit Heart Mountain Manor. Their annual profits can reach over a million Jade Coins. The talisman