The Taoist in white robes furrowed his eyebrows. His face was distinctive, featured by its thin and elongated shape, resembling a horse, with both cheeks deeply sunken, seemingly lacking in Essence Qi and vigor.
From his fluttering white robes, it was clear that his body had little flesh on it, looking as if a child was wearing adult's clothes.
"If we can't find it, let it be. Without Sun Spring, even with good talent, one cannot enter Foundation Establishment. At most, they'd reach Qi Cultivation, so there's no talk of future trouble. But what did Su Wan say?" the Taoist in white asked, squinting.
"There's no response from the Wind-Riding Sect, presumably Sister Su thinks the timing isn't yet ripe…" the Taoist replied softly.
