The Heavenly Treasures Mountain. The clouds hovering around the nine peaks of the Fortunes Peaks. Atop the clouds were formidable figures from various areas around the world; this truly was a place where the fish swam with the dragons.
"Fellow Daoist Ji Ning." A violet-robed Yu Qi had just arrived at Ning's place.
"Oh?" Ning gave him a glance. Earlier, he had sold off treasures worth 1.3 million kilograms of liquefied elemental essence to this man. Ning was quite satisfied with this. Smiling, he said, "Fellow Daoist Yu Qi, come, have a few cups of wine with me."
"No need," Yu Qi said with a laugh, then whispered, "I've come to inform you, fellow Daoist Ji Ning, that the men of the Youngflame clan have arrived."
"The men of the Youngflame clan have arrived?" Ning's eyes lit up. "Where?"
"Right? Where?" Little Qing's eyes were shining as well.
