After leaving the Alchemy Chamber, Lin Wanyi headed to the Central Residence's Tea Room with a strange jumble of feelings.
Inside the Tea Room, Zhao Ling had already dismissed the meeting. She sat in the seat of honor, listening to Xie Jinhuan's plans:
"The trouble's only just passed, so Yanjing probably won't see any more disturbances for a while. I can ride the wind now, and flying northwest should only take a day or two. I'm planning to go see if I can find some ringing gold sand-"
Fair-skinned and beautiful, Nai Duo stood thoughtfully behind his chair, massaging his shoulders. Opposite him sat Linghu Qingmo in a snow-white dress, looking as coldly stunning as ever. He picked up the thread:
"According to the books, ringing gold sand has to be drawn out and refined using the Jianbing Divine Gift. Asking Wei Wuyi for help isn't realistic. Ling'er could help, but War Saint Mountain has no fixed location. It could be any one of the Northwestern Ten Thousand Great Mountains, so I'm afraid it won't be easy to find."
"I'm free anyway. I might as well try my luck first-"
The sight of Linghu Qingmo stirred an odd feeling in Lin Wanyi's heart. After all, who could have imagined that this iceberg of a Daoist nun actually shared one man with the even colder, peerlessly beautiful master behind him...
But her master had just reminded her that a trump card only held power while it remained in your hand. If you revealed it and made the other side smash the already-cracked pot in reckless abandon, it would lose all meaning.
Besides, her troublesome Demoness master had managed to entangle herself too. With one person a hundred paces away laughing at another a hundred paces away, she hardly had righteousness on