"There are some sinister items that need to be dealt with," Lu Xuan said calmly.
"This isn't the place to talk. Fellow Daoist, please follow me," the round-faced, kind-looking old man said with a smile, leading Lu Xuan to the third floor of the Wanbao Pavilion.
Inside a quiet and elegant room, a faint yellow incense stick burned, its smoke filling the air and calming the mind. A Wanbao Pavilion cultivator served spiritual fruits and tea before tactfully leaving.
"I recently dealt with a few evil cultivators and obtained some sinister materials from them. They're of no use to me, so I thought I'd exchange them for some resources here at the Wanbao Pavilion," Lu Xuan explained, taking out two peculiar spiritual plants from his storage bag.