Inside the Ten Thousand Arts Pavilion.
Li Ping informed Gu Musheng of his return and asked him to notify the others so they could all gather.
Finally, he added with a smile, "Musheng, come find me at the Immortal Arrival Inn when the time comes."
The Immortal Arrival Inn was an inn in the Inner City catering exclusively to high-level cultivators. With the environment of a second-tier spirit vein, it was a favorite place to stay among foundation establishment cultivators making brief visits to the Immortal City.
Li Ping had come to Windmist Immortal City only to visit friends and would return to the Jiang Kingdom afterward. Thus, he had no intention of renting a cave abode and planned to make do with an inn for a while.
"All right, big brother!" Gu Musheng nodded repeatedly.
As he agreed, his keen perceptiveness also allowed him to easily catch the implication in his big brother's words.
His big brother staying at an inn meant he would not remain in the Immortal City for long.
Could big brother have shifted the focus of his endeavors to the Far North? he silently wondered.
Having explained everything, Li Ping was about to leave when he remembered a few other matters he needed to attend to on this trip.
He smiled. "Oh, right, Musheng. I need a batch of spirit materials. See whether the Ten Thousand Arts Pavilion has them in stock."
As he spoke, Li Ping took a blank jade slip from his storage bag and used his divine sense to record some of the second-tier spirit materials he still lacked for crafting a third-tier lower-grade puppet.
Only after finishing did he use his magical power to float the jade slip over to Gu Musheng.
In truth, the spirit materials he needed were not