A day or two later, I was escorted with a few disciples from the Three-Legged Raven Sect out of the sect and on a caravan, while among the group, was grand elder Chuzi Zhong and his disciple Feng.
This didn't bode well, after all, if he is here, I could guess what his reason could be. He wishes to take the Top-Grade Spirit Stone away, but a few words from me immediately caused him to hesitate and think twice about doing so.
"Though I'm no longer a disciple of the Three-Legged Raven Sect, I'll tell my mentor that you treated me well," these were the words I spoke to Feng and to Chuzi Zhong's ears to hear.
A subtle threat, that if anything were to happen to me once I leave, a very powerful, and pretty eccentric cultivator who taught a Core cultivator inscriptions that even Nascent Soul cultivators couldn't fully comprehend was coming back for me.
