Three days later, a bright moon hung high in the night sky. The night over the grasslands was exceptionally clear, stars scattered like dots and strewn all around the moon.
"The time has come. Let's go!" Kun Feiyan floated up from the ground, her face expressionless.
After Xun Shu and the other two rose, Xiao Hua waved his hand. More than a dozen glittering spirit talismans flew in from all around the ground; they were precisely the formation Xiao Hua had set up. During this time, Xiao Hua had not stopped studying the rabbit talisman and had gained some insights as well. Yet with Xun Shu and the others beside him, he had not refined any new spirit talismans, so the formation remained the same. It was only that his methods of setting formations had grown ever more proficient, and he even vaguely felt that other formations in his memories were on the verge of returning.
Xiao Hua put away the spirit talismans, donned Mihuan, and followed the three of them as they flew toward Jiangcheng Town.
Though Jiangcheng Town stood on the grasslands, its buildings were relatively simple and it covered an enormous area, making it half the size of Weeping Moon City. To the northeast of Jiangcheng Town stood a brightly lit place—a sprawling manor. Beneath the night curtain and the moonlight's sheen, four large characters stood upon an archway: "Lingpei Mountain Villa."
More than a dozen boys in Daoist robes stood beneath the archway. Most appeared to be at the Qi Cultivation fourth or fifth layer, their eyes bright as torches as they stood with their hands folded.
Xiao Hua and the others descended, glanced at the nearly deserted archway, and walked over.
Seeing cultivators approach, the attendant boys hurriedly sent two forward. Bowing, they said, "This