Qing Su took the White Tiger egg from Li Ping'an with curiosity, feeling the 'little' life within.
Half a day later.
Within the Castcloud Hall of the Wanyun Sect, there was a haze of smoke.
...
...
Ever since Li Dazhi imitated Elder Yansheng by rolling his own cigarettes out of earthy methods, the Immortals of the Wanyun Sect quickly began to follow suit.
At this moment, within the main hall of the Castcloud Hall, a group of old Daoists in robes and Daoist hair knots, looking aged and grave, were puffing clouds of smoke, their brows furrowed in worry.
Several Heavenly Immortal elders sighed in succession:
"Why has Forge-Heaven Gate suddenly started to trouble us?"
"Truth be told, we have been avoiding Forge-Heaven Gate in the past few years, and our newly opened Magic Artifact shops have carefully steered clear of the market towns where Forge-Heaven Gate's Magic Artifact shops are located."
