Linghua Island.
A dark shadow flashed past and landed on a wooden rack beside a pavilion in the mountains.
"Chirp, chirp!"
A burst of birdsong rang out. A disciple then emerged from the Taoist temple, hurried over to the rack, removed a jade slip, and rushed back to Linghua Hall.
With Wang Ping and the others away at Yunsha Market, only Wu Xiuzhu, Zheng Ji, Zheng Tong, and the fourth-generation disciple Wan Qizhi remained to oversee matters on the mountain. Today, Wan Qizhi was the one stationed in Linghua Hall.
Taking the jade slip from his junior brother, Wan Qizhi released more than a dozen streaks of spiritual light from his hands, breaking the magical restriction on it. Then he swept it with his divine sense, and his expression changed drastically. He rushed straight out of Linghua Hall toward the cave abode where Zhao Yi cultivated in seclusion!
The cave abode had been built beneath a reef not far from Linghua Island.
A short while later, Wan Qizhi put away his flying sword and slowly landed on the reef. He sent a message, then waited quietly.
"What is it?"
A gentle voice sounded beside his ear. Wan Qizhi hastily held his breath and focused his mind, lowering his head in a bow.
"Reporting to the Grand Elder, Martial Uncle Yuan Ping sent word by Wind Falcon. A Foundation Establishment Pill unexpectedly appeared at yesterday's auction in Yunsha Market. He requests that you visit the market at once!"
"A Foundation Establishment Pill?"
A sudden gust swept past, and a tall figure appeared beside Wan Qizhi. It was Zhao Yi.
"Where is the jade slip?"
Wan Qizhi hurriedly handed it over. Zhao Yi took the jade slip and swept it with his divine sense, learning what Wang Ping had said.
"A Foundation