So it came to be.
Not only had this matter failed,
but it also left a poor impression of him before his esteemed master in his own home.
For Yan Zhi, who had already joined the Five Elements Immortal Sect and even become a disciple of his master's respected elder,
this was indeed an extremely bad situation.
"Master has plenty of matters to deal with,"
"We'll talk about this thing another day,"
"Senior brother, I shall take my leave first,"
After saying this,
Yan Zhi silently turned around and slowly walked away toward the distance.
That senior brother, wearing a Taoist robe, silently gazed at his junior brother's figure, which seemed to carry a trace of desolation.
He couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly.
However, it was just for a moment.
Then he shook his head and walked away towards the direction of his own small courtyard.
Recorded disciples, outer sect disciples.
These levels of existence naturally did not lead to a high standard of living.
