Laiyue Tower, a spirit light, floated in.
Lin Shiming sat cross-legged on the cushion in the room, extending his hand to grasp the spirit light and looking at it for a while before he also fell into thought.
The message was that Xie An had already arrived in Qingxuan City and planned to go up the mountain the next day to visit the master.
Although Lin Shiming was reluctant, both emotionally and logically, he had to follow and make the journey.
Fortunately, the date was set for the next day; otherwise, Lin Shiming wouldn't dare to ascend until the system prompt had fully cooled down.
Having experienced the calculations of Huang Mei the Hermit, he was clear that every cultivator capable of reaching the Purple Mansion was an old monster.
Sometimes, what you consider to be an opportunity might just be bait thrown out by someone else.
After pondering for a moment, Lin Shiming called for Lin Houwei.
