Half a month later.
Three escape lights flew out of the White Yuan Market.
The one in the lead was naturally Fang Xi, followed by Palace Master Feng and Jiang Ling, both of whom had complex expressions.
Jiang Ling looked at the tall and broad figure in front of her and couldn't help but recall the scene from half a month ago when the palace master accompanied her to visit this man.
The second demand he made was beyond her expectations, but the palace master agreed to it immediately.
After all, even the palace master had sold herself, so what was she, a mere newly advanced Foundation Establishment cultivator, in the face of the sect's survival and the inheritance of the Taoist system?
In fact, upon careful reminiscence, Jiang Ling noticed that it might not have been without reason that the palace master specifically brought her along.
Then, this 'Yun Jiezi' senior apparently saw something and openly accepted her, this 'nail.'
