The Moon-Watching Sect's Three Demons took great care of Meng Yu, not even allowing close friends to approach him, but this did not hinder these old, weak, sick, and disabled individuals from discussing who Meng Yu really was.
Those at the Foundation Building Pinnacle and Golden Cores were actually very proud, especially when Meng Yu was only in the Qi Cultivation stage, clearly a weakling.
But no matter how they discussed, reality could not deceive them. Meng Yu's investment in the Moon-Watching Sect could no longer be described as merely generous.
And now, Song Wuqiu had already felt Meng Yu's generosity.
For example, the wooden talisman in her hand must have been created by some Fourth Rank Wood Element master by taking a part of their body's branch and refining it into a talisman. To say there were six, even if she could have obtained one in these forty-five years, she would not have ended up in her current half-dead, half-alive predicament.
"Thank you."
