Chu Mo did not wait long. Only moments later, a slightly hurried series of footsteps sounded outside the pavilion.
Several figures then appeared at the door.
Leading them was a middle-aged cultivator in cloud-patterned robes with purple markings, his cultivation at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage. The three men behind him were also in the middle and late stages of Foundation Establishment.
As soon as the middle-aged man entered, a warm smile spread across his face. He cupped his hands and said, "You two must be the immortal sect's emissaries! I am Chen Tianming, head of the Chen Household. Forgive me for failing to welcome you sooner. I hope you honored emissaries will overlook my discourtesy!"
Although his cultivation surpassed Chu Mo's and Qing Song's, he adopted an exceedingly humble manner.
Chu Mo and Qing Song rose and briefly returned the salute. "You are too kind, Household Head Chen. We have come at True Person Xuan Cheng's command to offer Senior Red Rosy Clouds our birthday wishes and a small token of goodwill."
Chen Tianming's smile broadened at their words, and he hurriedly said, "Despite his many duties, True Person Xuan Cheng still remembered our ancestor's birthday and sent representatives. Your presence truly brings splendor to our humble home. The Chen Household is deeply grateful!
"You must be weary from your journey, fellow Daoists. Please, sit!"
Everyone took their seats again.
Chen Tianming personally kept them company. After exchanging pleasantries with Chu Mo and Qing Song for a while, he murmured a few instructions to an elder beside him.
The elder nodded and quietly withdrew. Before long, he returned carrying a Storage Bag and set it on the tea table before Chu Mo and Qing Song.
Chu Mo swept it briefly with his divine thought. The Storage Bag had a