Though the voice was calm as still water, to Tong Jin and An Yao's ears, it was as if a world-shaking sound. They slowly turned their heads in disbelief, their pupils trembling faintly.
What did this mean...
Qing Wan had long since appeared a thousand miles behind them. Smiling, she said, "You two, the sect has just sent down an Immortal Edict. There is no need to say any more about the rest."
Tong Jin and An Yao's lips opened and closed as they remained immersed in immense shock.
Their minds had even gone completely blank. The enormous plunge from the bottom of a valley straight into the clouds had nearly caused their Dao hearts to collapse on the spot.
It felt like an Ordinary Cultivator had suddenly been told they were to inherit a family fortune of hundreds of millions of Mid-Grade Spirit Stones...
The silence lasted for a full incense stick.
Tong Jin jolted, suppressing his overwhelming excitement as he cupped his hands. "This junior... understands."
A sect Immortal Edict naturally meant that one!
If he continued asking and pondering, that would be far too ungrateful.
An Yao gave a soft cry of surprise, hurriedly cupped her hands, and lowered her head. Even her once-dull eyes became radiant and lively.
Perhaps this was merely an ordinary gesture to the Five Elements Immortal Sect, but to cultivators of mediocre aptitude like them... a single sentence had changed the fate of their immortal paths.
A hint of gentleness entered Qing Wan's cold eyes as she smiled. "Then enter the mines first. The sect will not provide any Immortal Dao Resources. You know your own Immortal Dao Realm. Those whose Dao hearts are not steadfast will find it difficult to see through the Great Ascension Realm."
At this point, she paused