"Fellow Daoist He, may the wind be at your back!"
"But do be careful!"
"This is the map to the True Fire Immortal Sect. Head south from the city's southern gate for several days, and you'll arrive. It's in the same direction as the Netherworld Emperor Palace!"
"Farewell!"
Daoist Mo Sang escorted He Pingsheng to the Commerce Association's entrance.
He Pingsheng cupped his hands to him, then took True Person West Lake by the hand and used Instantaneous Teleportation to arrive outside the southern gate.
Hum, hum, hum...
Just after He Pingsheng arrived outside the southern gate, spatial ripples stirred in the void, and Zhou Qingmei's figure appeared as well.
"You don't need to show yourself!" He Pingsheng looked at Zhou Qingmei and said, "Some petty scoundrels will come chasing after us shortly. If necessary, you can come out then and give them a surprise!"
"Yes!" Zhou Qingmei instantly vanished into the void.
With a wave of his hand, He Pingsheng took out the supreme-grade Magical Treasure, the Eight-Treasure Ship.
The ship had only twelve layers of restrictions, so naturally, its flying speed could not be particularly fast.
But it was not slow either!
A streak of light headed south.
He Pingsheng and True Person West Lake sat aboard the Eight-Treasure Ship.
"Are you feeling a little better now?" He Pingsheng asked True Person West Lake.
True Person West Lake nodded. "Yes... thank you for saving my life, Senior!"
"Don't call me Senior anymore!" He Pingsheng smiled. "Let's treat each other as peers... By the way, I've been thinking about Li Yunyun and her younger brother all this time. Are they both well?"
"You've gotten confused, Fellow Daoist He!" True Person West Lake said. "Li Yunyun and her brother were both ordinary mortals. They were laid to rest sixty years