Wang Ba looked toward the voice and froze.
The newcomer had an unremarkable face, but his long beard flowed freely, giving him the look of an immortal.
It was none other than Yu Changchun, a manager of the Immortal Ascension Society!
No, more precisely, he was Yu Changchun, a cultivator of the Heavenly Gate Sect.
"Brother Wang, I've been looking for you all night. I've finally found you!"
"Hahahaha! Didn't expect it, did you? I'm a cultivator of the Holy Sect too!"
Seeing Wang Ba staring at him in shock, Yu Changchun stroked his beard and laughed, then greeted the dark-faced cultivator.
"Junior Brother Ran, may I take this man with me?"
"So it's Senior Brother Yu of the Profound Puppet Dao! You and the Blood Bone Dao made a tremendous contribution this time! I'm truly envious!"
The dark-faced cultivator had swaggered before the Eastern Saint Sect disciples, but his manner was exceedingly warm before Yu Changchun, a disciple of the Profound Puppet Dao.
Yet upon hearing Yu Changchun's request, he still could not help frowning.
"Senior Brother Yu, it's not that I won't do you this favor. The Steward has ordered that these Eastern Saint Sect disciples before us are not to be admitted into the sect."
"The Steward?"
Yu Changchun frowned slightly. Recalling the Steward's awe-inspiring might the previous night, he did not dare say much more and merely looked at the others.
"What will happen to them, then?"
The dark-faced cultivator did not dare conceal anything from Yu Changchun and immediately replied, "Those with high aptitude will be taken to the Blood Bone Dao to have their bones extracted and made into reserve bone sources. Those with poorer aptitude will be sent to the Profound Puppet Dao to be made into human puppets..."
"What?!"
The Eastern Saint