Moongaze Lake gleamed with golden light. Two Daoists stood uneasily in the grand hall on the island, while a row of jade boxes on the desk went unnoticed. A young woman in a red dress sat to the side, sipping tea, her brows curved around a gentle smile.0

"Miss Minggong…" A Daoist with black markings painted across his face and dressed in a tiger-patterned Daoist robe stood respectfully beside her. His frame was twice the size of an ordinary man and his cultivation was at the late Foundation Establishment Realm, yet his voice was deferential. He said, "Miss… is there any word from the Daoist Master…?"0

This man in the tiger-patterned Daoist robe was none other than Daoist Wenhu, master of Hidden Cloud Cave, one of the Mifan three sects. He had achieved Immortal Foundation in the Southern Sea. Just a day ago, Hidden Cloud Cave was still harassing the shores where Li Minggong was stationed, and it had been impossible to even secure a meeting with him. Now, the situation...0