Li Zhirui had not finished speaking when he was teleported out of the Secret Realm; by the time he regained his senses, he found himself near Stone Pagoda Immortal City.
"This actually saves me some trouble," said Li Zhirui with a light chuckle.
Before entering the Secret Realm, he had already arranged to meet with Li Zhiyue in a rented courtyard in the Immortal City.
For this, Li Zhirui had spent a substantial amount of Spirit Stones to ensure that the courtyard would not be rented by others.
"I wonder if Wang Daozhi will come over," murmured Li Zhirui.
He had some questions in his heart that he wanted to ask this outcast from a top Great Sect.
There was no choice—among the people Li Zhirui knew, only he had the highest origins, who else could he ask if not him?
Shaking his head, he temporarily suppressed these thoughts and began to consider how to handle the various rewards in his hands.
Now, there was less than a month left before the Secret Realm closed.
