Yikun Sect
The mountain path was easy to travel, but beyond a certain point, outsiders could go no farther.
The Mountain-Guarding Grand Formation stood watch.
Disciples were stationed there as well, and they were long accustomed to seeing visitors.
They simply took them for villagers coming up the mountain to pray for blessings.
But the visitor looked toward the disciple and walked over, as though he had something to ask.
"I am Li Ping'an, a wandering traveler. This is the Cat Immortal, and this is Old Ox. May I ask whether this is the Yikun Sect?"
"It is."
"Might there be a fellow Daoist named Qian He in the Yikun Sect?"
"Senior Sister Qian He?" The disciple's gaze shifted as he looked at Li Ping'an, and his voice grew considerably softer. "Do you know Senior Sister Qian He?"
"Someone entrusted me with delivering a letter to Fellow Daoist Qian He."
"...Oh."
"Do you have any credentials or token?"
"Credentials? I'm afraid not. Sorry for the trouble, but please go and inform her."
"Very well. Please wait here."
"Thank you."
After the time it took an incense stick to burn, the disciple hurried back.
"Fellow Daoist, Senior Sister Qian He has gone out and has yet to return. Why not leave the letter with me?
"When Senior Sister Qian He returns, I can pass it on."
Li Ping'an hesitated. "It isn't that I distrust you, but this concerns someone's final wish.
"I have to be cautious. It would be best to deliver it to her in person."
"That is only right, but I'm afraid you will have to wait outside."
The gatekeeper was no fool.
When he had gone inside to report earlier, he had already made inquiries.
This man belonged to no sect or school and was probably only