True Master Xingke: "..."
He silently turned around, directly facing away from the group of people.
When it came to matters of his disciples, he would not interfere too much.
Whether to give or not was entirely Junior Brother Song's freedom, besides, he also believed that Song He could definitely handle these matters completely.
He wouldn't be one of those masters who are disliked for ordering their disciples around; if his disciples were at ease, he was happy.
...
Meanwhile, on the other side.
While the Nascent Soul Masters were casually chatting and boldly preparing to gauge True Master Xingke's intentions, atop Flying Spirit Peak,
A miraculous event was occurring––
The jade-colored liquid that appeared from the crack in the Sky Dome instantly transcended the spatial distance, landing on the top of Wang Yan's head, merging into his body.
Fortune favors the prepared mind.
At this moment, Core Formation time!
