Chu Mo toyed with the piece of warm jade. Its texture was smooth and lustrous, warming his fingers at the touch.
"A fine thing. Chang Le certainly wasn't stingy."
With a slight shift of his thoughts, he looked inward at the Golden Vault. Deep in the streets and alleys of the Nether Capital stood a graceful, shadowy figure.
"Fellow Daoist Xuan Meng, now that the ransom has arrived, I'll let you return."
As for what Chang Le intended to do with Xuan Meng, he had no interest in actively probing further. When the time came, this [other-self aspect] would reveal it of its own accord.
The same karma, the same fate, the same foundation for divine abilities. Who could say the other-self aspect wasn't Xuan Meng? Besides, an original self stood behind her.
This was called buy one, get one free, with neither young nor old deceived.
If Chang Le knew, she really ought to thank him.
Chu Mo chuckled and tucked the warm jade into his sleeve. Just as he was about to leave the hall, a shadowy figure drifted in from outside.
"My lord." Bai Li came to a stop and saluted. "True Lord Ming Su has come to visit. He has already arrived before the peak."
Chu Mo's expression shifted slightly. True Lord Ming Su?
He had naturally heard the name. A senior True Lord of the Harmony Truth Lineage, he managed many of the society's affairs and possessed both long-standing seniority and considerable prestige.
His thoughts raced like lightning, but his movements never paused. He had already risen and was heading outside. "Show him in."
The Cloud Sea surged before the peak, where a figure stood with his hands behind his back.
The man wore purple-and-gold Daoist robes, his broad sleeves hanging like clouds. Standing amid