Chai Haochuan felt a tightness in his heart, not daring to delay, he turned and flew towards Lingxiao Peak.
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Lingxiao Peak, Qionghua Palace.
The ancient grand hall was bright and pure, Huo Wuya and Ji Hongxiu sat at the head in black robes, while Zi Lianji and Ling Ningzhi stood behind them.
"I never expected the Daoist Venerable to personally visit the Martial Saint Sect. Truly, it makes our humble sect brim with honor," Huo Wuya said with a smile.
Ji Hongxiu held a teacup, savoring it carefully, and said indifferently, "No need for pleasantries. You should know why I'm here. The Qingzhou Secret Realm has caused quite a stir this time, I suspect even those Hidden Clans won't sit still, the situation might get very complicated..."
Huo Wuya nodded, "If it is indeed that hidden treasury, the restrictions on cultivation should not be great. When the time comes, I'll have Wen Zhong and Zi Lianji go in together."
