“So the two Sky Palace disciples are here as well?” Gujian Qingshuang asked. Ye Dongliu, Granny Mu Hua and Ye Buzhiqiu were behind him with expressions that were too obviously calm.

“Yes, Tianming needs some ore veins to cultivate, so he came to find me. He wanted me to help him speak to the chief instructor.” Jiang Qingliu smiled. Then he directed a doubtful look toward them. “What’re you four here for? Is something the matter?”

The matter of ore was a painful topic for Gujian Qingshuang, so he avoided it. With a solemn look, he said, “Qingliu, a grade-eight divine herb has appeared near Elderpond City. However,...