Chen Cuo held a blank talisman, though layer upon layer of faint shadows could be seen upon it.
"A Teleportation Talisman?"
One glance was enough to bring surprise to the seven Daoists' faces.
Their leader looked up at Chen Cuo, his eyes full of suspicion and astonishment. "The Teleportation Talisman is a treasure of the Daoist Order. It is difficult to make, requiring rare formulas and materials, and it even involves Restrictions of Cause and Effect. Even the great sects struggle to produce one. You are a successor of the Sacred Dao. Where did you get it? From the Qi Kingdom Imperial Clan's treasure stores?"
Chen Cuo replied calmly, "It did not come from Qi Kingdom. I obtained it from a Daoist Temple in Hedong, whose Daoist is quite renowned there..."
"I know whom you mean." The leader nodded slowly. "His surname must be Zhang. He has some history behind him, so it makes sense that he had a Teleportation Talisman."
Chen Cuo did not explain further. "With this, it should not be difficult for you to leave. By the way..." He paused before asking, "I have always forgotten to ask the names of my seniors in the Sacred Church. Might I..."
At this, the seven Daoists fell briefly into thought. Six exchanged glances, then all looked to their leader.
The Daoist smiled. "You are right, nephew. Our meeting was unexpected, and you took risks to find a way to contact us. By rights, we should hide nothing from you. But..." His smile faded. "We are all members of the Sacred Church, so there is no need for pretense. Why not tell us plainly what you want?"
Chen Cuo's smile did not change.
He had taken on the guise of Nie Zhengrong of the Witch Poison Dao to approach the