"Wait a moment, junior brother. I'll go down and deal with them." The Round-Faced Daoist Nun was a little anxious.
Wang Quan was a major client.
On her very first time refining Baleful Intent for him, on the very first day, something like this had happened. It infuriated her.
Wasn't this slapping her right across the face?
Wang Quan shook his head. "No need!"
"Let's wait up on the mountain first. Have the leaders handling Baleful Intent refinement gather the leaders of those collecting black sinking sand."
"Then we can discuss how to resolve the problem together."
The Round-Faced Daoist Nun nodded. "All right!"
Soon, she steered her cloud and took Wang Quan to the summit.
By then, several refinement leaders on the summit had taken out their magic artifacts and were contacting everyone involved in refining Baleful Intent.
When they saw Wang Quan approach, sweat immediately broke out on their foreheads. "Daoist brother, this is just a tiny mishap. We can handle it!"
Wang Quan nodded. "I'll wait for you to handle it!"
He wanted to see whether this refinement team could handle such an unexpected incident; he also wanted to see what the Round-Faced Daoist Nun was truly capable of.
The refinement leaders each exhaled a mouthful of Dharma Power that turned into a gentle breeze, then rode the breeze down the mountain to argue with the New-Method Cultivators collecting black sinking sand by the river.
The Round-Faced Daoist Nun waited a little, then gritted her teeth. "Wait a moment, junior brother. I'll go down and take a look!"
"Mm!"
A cup of tea's time later:
Explosions of thunderfire and the howling of wind and thunder came from below the mountain.
Before long, the Round-Faced Daoist Nun returned on her cloud, all smiles, with over a dozen cultivators