Before long.
Bai Fu came looking for them.
"Young master," Bai Fu said, bowing to Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yuan gave a slight nod as he ate his steamed bun.
"Sword Immortal Bai."
Wei Jianxing and Wu Qing greeted her.
Bai Fu shook her head. "I wouldn't dare call myself a Sword Immortal. I came this morning because the head of our household heard that you had traveled all the way from Sun-Chasing City and wished to invite you to our residence for a chat."
"Since the city lord has invited us, naturally we should go. However, two of my companions are gravely injured and have difficulty moving. They need some time to recuperate, so I'm afraid they cannot join us."
Wei Jianxing had no reason to refuse the invitation.
Pan Zhong's injuries were extremely severe, and he had lost a great deal of qi-blood. Wei Huai, meanwhile, had suffered serious backlash after forcibly halting the buildup of his killing move. Neither could leave their rooms at present.
Bai Fu nodded. "That's quite all right. Please, come with me."
Zhang Yuan had yet to finish his meal. Taking several steamed buns with him, he followed the group to the White Residence.
The White Residence was, plainly speaking, White Tree City's City Lord's Residence. It stood in the center of White Tree City, with the White Saint Tree that sheltered the entire city rising behind it.
Although the White Residence was nowhere near as grand as the estates of certain aristocratic clans in the Dust-Dyed Realm, and could only be considered a relatively large house, its proximity to the pre-heaven spirit plant, the White Saint Tree, meant that the surrounding spiritual energy was abundant enough to rival that of first- and second-tier sects in the Mountain-Sea Profound Yellow Realm. Practicing the