In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed.
"...The Tribulation-Crossing Treasure Raft is now largely complete. All that remains is the Longevity Sect's sect-guarding treasure tree, but I fear Su Dachun may not give it to us."
"Patriarch Qitian and the Patriarch Chongyuan have long had their differences... The Longevity Sect intends to remain in this realm. For the sake of his sect, it is only natural that Su Dachun would refuse. Let us think of another way."
"...In that case, I will visit the Longevity Sect again!"
Outside Pure Yang Palace.
Wang Ba listened to the booming voices coming from the Great Hall, then saw a gray-robed, white-haired elder emerge, an Arrow Quiver on his back and his broad sleeves trailing to the ground.
He hurriedly bowed.
"Grand Elder."
The white-haired elder glanced over Wang Ba without paying him much attention, nodded, then swiftly vanished.
Wang Ba thought nothing of it either.
Apart from the patriarchs, this Grand Elder was the most senior person in the sect.
Even the Sect Master privately addressed him as senior brother and treated him with great respect.
In the past, Wang Ba might not even have had a chance to meet him. But guarding the Sect Master's door these days, he had seen quite a few great cultivators he had never even heard of before.
He had also overheard many of the Sect Master's methods for managing the sect, as well as his experience in guiding disciples' cultivation.
He felt he had benefited greatly.
It was not that he deliberately wanted to eavesdrop. Rather, Pure Yang Palace's doors stood wide open, without any precautions at all, almost as though he was being allowed to listen on purpose.
Soon, his mind stirred, and he immediately sensed a visitor.
He promptly operated