"Thank you for your kind words, Senior Brother. We will certainly establish our foundations. Please wait quietly on Thunder Peak for our good news!" Gen Yu said with a smile, cupping his hands toward the several disciples beside him.
Just then, a crimson sound transmission talisman flew in from behind Gen Yu, whistling as it shot toward Xiao Hua...
"Eh? Who sent this poor Daoist a sound transmission talisman?" Xiao Hua was greatly startled. "This place seems to be beyond the range from which a sound transmission talisman can fly from the Thunder Control Sect, doesn't it?"
When Xiao Hua caught the sound transmission talisman and swept it with his divine sense, he immediately understood. Joy appeared on his face, and without thinking, he slapped his hand against his storage bag and took out another sound transmission talisman. Yet when he activated it with spiritual power, the talisman circled once in midair and fell back into his hand instead of flying away.
"Ah, look at me—I made a mistake in my excitement!" Xiao Hua slapped his forehead, then took out a sound transmission talisman he had refined himself. As he activated it with spiritual power, it whistled through the air and, flickering with the sound of lightning, flew toward the Thunder Control Sect!
Seeing Xiao Hua use the Lightning Bolt Sound Transmission Technique, Gen Yu and the others no longer doubted that he was a disciple of the Thunder Control Sect. Xiao Hua glanced at them and cupped his hands. "This poor Daoist has not returned for several years, yet a senior brother I once trained with still remembered me and sent me a sound transmission talisman today."
"Yes, that senior brother must have come out to train again!" another disciple said with a smile. "Senior Brother, you should return