"Elder Qi! You're finally here!"
Outside the ruined temple, Lu Ming hurried toward an old man among the four figures.
The old man was gaunt, with a goatee, a gold-threaded Daoist robe, deeply sunken eyes, and a sinister gaze.
One glance was enough to tell he was no kindly soul.
He was Qi He, the Personal Disciple of the Yellow Origin Palace's Old Palace Master.
Standing on either side of the old man were a deathly pale woman in black robes and a burly, scar-faced man.
There was also a masked man of dwarfish stature, wrapped tightly from head to toe, with only a pair of gray eyes exposed.
But Elder Qi did not so much as glance at Lu Ming. He merely stared unblinkingly at Qu Ningshuang inside the ruined temple, his eyes filled with greed.
Somewhat embarrassed, Lu Ming immediately cupped his fists toward the others.
"Lu Ming pays his respects to Senior Black-Robed, Senior Tu Shan, and Senior Gu Qi."
But just like Elder Qi, none of them even glanced at him. They only watched the ruined temple ahead warily.
After a long while, Elder Qi suddenly stroked his beard and said with great satisfaction,
"This Qu Ningshuang truly is a furnace cauldron found in only one in ten thousand."
Beside him, the deathly pale Black-Robed immediately curled her lips upward.
"Congratulations, Elder Qi."
Tu Shan and Gu Qi also offered their congratulations with sly smiles.
Seeing this, Lu Ming immediately claimed credit.
"Elder Qi, I've already trapped Qu Ningshuang with the Immortal-Binding Talisman you gave me. She's yours to do with as you please!"
Only upon hearing this did Elder Qi look Lu Ming in the eye. He nodded.
"You have some wits about you."
Lu Ming was overjoyed.
Then he suddenly reached out and yanked,