The Daoist, though disheveled, could not contain the excitement in his eyes. He dashed crazily past Ning Cheng, completely oblivious to Ning Cheng and An Yi hiding to the side.
A dense spiritual energy seeped out from the cloth bag on his back, a spiritual energy Ning Cheng was all too familiar with, the energy of spirit stones. Ning Cheng had been waiting for the Daoist for a long time, and when the Daoist emerged, he almost immediately took An Yi with him to follow.
At this moment, Ning Cheng could not care less about the loss of his Qi, and his divine sense directly landed on the Daoist. Before this, Ning Cheng hadn't really taken the Daoist seriously. But after his divine sense swept over the Daoist, he immediately tensed up.
