The next morning.
Chen Chen and Zhang Ji arrived at the spot of assembly, which was agreed upon beforehand. By then, almost all of the two hundred people that were chosen yesterday had gathered.
All of them were traveling light, with only a few pieces of baggage, whereas Chen Chen was the only one who had brought along three horse carriages.
"Chen Chen, there's no need to bring so many things. Once we get to Tianyun Clan, we will provide all that you need," Wei Shanhe couldn't help but remind him when he saw the three carriages crammed to the brim with stuff.
"Elder, my things are all great stuff, there's no way I can throw them away. By the way, I heard that all skilled cultivators have things like storage sacks or storage rings. Do you have any of those, elder? How about lending me one? I'll return two to you later on."
Wei Shanhe's eyes twitched when he heard what Chen Chen had just said. He turned away, pretending not to hear.
