Jiang Lan walked down the mountain.
His master was right. He was the worst disciple in the Ninth Summit.
The previous few times, he was still said to be the best, but now he was the worst.
Jiang Lan didn't care about such empty fame.
"Master told me to apply for a job at the inn. I don't think he wants me to go out for a stroll. It's most likely related to my Essence Soul advancement. "
Jiang Lan didn't know what kind of relationship his master had with the owner of the wine tavern.
Now that his true cultivation base was at the mid-stage Void Refinement Realm, it was hard to say whether he would be able to reap any benefits from this trip.
However, the boss of the old tavern was indeed extraordinary.
Of course, this was all in the future.
He needed to deal with the person from thirty years ago first.
After so many years, he hoped that the other party had not forgotten him.
