It was Mo Xilan.
Moreover, it was a vibrant and youthful Mo Xilan.
"Oh, who is this?"
Mo Xilan stopped ten steps away from Wang Mu, her expression aloof, her gaze calm. "Why do you look so old? Why, have you come to my Dan King Sect for medicine? If you're seeking medicine, you could just ask the people outside. Why bother me?"
"…" Wang Mu.
This sarcastic tone...
"Is it because those Spiritual pills can't save your life that you thought of seeking me out, the venerable ancestor of the Dan King Sect?" Mo Xilan crossed her arms and continued, "But who are you? Why should I, the venerable ancestor of the Dan King Sect, help an old codger like you?"
"After having your Life Span drained by those vixen, now you think of running to me?"
"Who do you think I am?"
"A Taoist couple? My Taoist couple is the handsome and suave Brother Dongfang, not a white-haired old codger like you."
"…" Wang Mu.
"Old codger, aren't you just right for an old hag?" Wang Mu retorted.
