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"Sorry, sorry, I'm late, I've kept all my fellow Daoists waiting."
In fact, it's not even the agreed-upon noon yet.
"It's not yet time, it's because we were worried that too many people would come, so we decided to save seats early."
Li Zhirui smiled and asked, "Do each of you fellow Daoists have a fifth-order Spirit Seed?"
"I have one Spirit Seed," said the third Divine Transformation, speaking up first.
The others didn't respond, suggesting that they likely just knew some information.
"My senior fellow disciple has a Spirit Seed, but he didn't bring it with him, he kept it in our Sect," the person in the first place explained.
"My fellow Sect members/brothers also have one."
The other few people quickly echoed.
"How about this? I'll give each of you fellow Daoists a precious Healing Pill for your trouble in making this trip," Li Zhirui said, knowing their purpose and too lazy to probe whether it was true or false; after all, there were only three or four people.
