"I haven't seen our fellow cultivators from the Setting Sun Sect yet, but I expect they'll arrive within the next few days," Zhuo Fan said, shaking his head.
"That's rather strange. The Setting Sun Sect is closer to this place than our sect, so why haven't they arrived yet? Could they have set out late?" Yun Caishang asked in puzzlement.
"Perhaps. The appointed day hasn't arrived yet anyway, so let's wait another couple of days.
"Also, Fairy Yun, do you know what we elite cultivators have been gathered here to do? And whose orders are we supposed to follow on this mission?" Zhuo Fan gave a light cough before asking again.
At these words, Wang Yu and Xuan Tianwu, as well as Princess Tianhe and the others opposite them, all focused their gazes on the young married woman in the red dress.
"Why ask me, Fellow Cultivator Zhuo? The contents of my Jade Slip should be the same as yours. It only said that we would learn whose orders to follow once we arrived here. As for the specific details of our mission, it mentioned nothing at all," Yun Caishang replied with some puzzlement.
"So you don't know the details either, Fairy Yun. I heard our sect's Patriarch mention that this operation was actually initiated by your sect's Silver Cloud Ancestor. I thought your sect's disciples would know at least a little about it," Zhuo Fan replied with a slight frown.
"Then I'm afraid I've disappointed you, Brother Zhuo. I truly don't know. Could the person in charge of this mission be a fellow cultivator from the Vajra Temple?" Yun Caishang's delicate brows shifted as she glanced in the direction where Yuantong had disappeared and offered her guess.
"I've already asked Master Zh Ming of the Vajra Temple. They don't