The sky was already bright, sunlight shining down.
It was fine weather.
But there were still those who preferred the darkness of a cave.
Here, the light of day was unseen, the air damp and stuffy.
At the end of the cave, the sound of water droplets echoed, drip-drop, drip-drop.
"The secret of the 'Key' has been discovered by that traitor, and just the other day we sent out sixteen Cultivators and seven Martial Artists, yet failed to grasp it."
"In accordance with your orders, I have also spread the message that whoever can kill the 'traitor' and cut off this line of information will be awarded three thousand great merits!"
"The three competing for the position of Vice Sect Hierarch set out yesterday afternoon."
"But they did not succeed."
The low voice sounded rather gloomy.
And at the end of the cave, the water droplet sounds continued undisturbed.
After a long while, a very young voice rose, like that of a three-year-old child.
