The earth trembled slightly, causing the tea in the cups on the table to slosh and wet the surface. “Ouch! You smelly monk, why aren't you doing anything at a time like this?”
“Haha, you're trying to test me!” The elder from the Yinling Sect, Ghost Cry, reached out, only to be slapped away by Bai Qiuran.
“Haha, you're trying to test me!”
While Su Xiangxue was busy with her embroidery, she carefully put away an unfinished pair of mandarin ducks along with her other tools, covered her face with a veil, and walked out of the room. Under the guidance of the wise Immortal, this time, the thick-skinned Master Micun bravely led the way and successfully deactivated the Thunder Tribulation array that shrouded the entrance of the Wise Immortal Cave. A group of elders from various sects entered in an orderly manner.