The Great Jin Dynasty's Third Prince, Sima Xiu, walked out through the gates with a broad smile, cupping his hands as he saw off a youth dressed as a martial warrior.
"Younger Brother Lü, I trust you won't mind me calling you that?"
Lü Bufan cupped his hands and smiled. "It's my honor to have earned Your Highness's favor!"
"Not at all, not at all. Then it's settled. We'll speak no more of its comings and goings, with nothing to be ashamed of before heaven and earth... farewell!"
"No need to see me farther, Your Highness. I'll take my leave..."
Gang qi surged around him, and the young martial warrior rose into the air, flying southeast like a shooting star. In an instant, he vanished among the mountain hollows.
Sima Xiu and Lü Bufan, who had flown more than two li away, actually spat at the same time... and cursed in unison. "Pah... little fox." "Old fox."
Inside a secret realm belonging to Fushui Island's Sect Hall, twelve boys and girls gazed expectantly at a white jade altar.
Atop the altar stood a white jade stele, utterly devoid of writing.
Qiu Yue, Deputy Sect Master of Heart Lake Reversed Water Island, sighed softly and turned toward her sect's female leader... "Sect Leader, why are we bringing this forward? Didn't the Immortal Venerable say these Immortal Children were to cultivate on this altar for three years, so their spiritual power could become attuned to it?"
The female Sect Leader, Xuandanzi, still wore a veil over her face, and her plain, moon-white Daoist robes were spotless. Hearing this, she shook her head. "I don't know. The Immortal Venerable seems to want to welcome the Immortals down from the Immortal Realm as soon as possible, along with those Immortal Weapons..."
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