Qin Liuxi didn't expect that he wouldn't need to say much; after a brief discussion, the old Taoist agreed to go with him.
"I thought you wouldn't bear to part with this Daoist Temple, and would insist on having him leave with me," Qin Liuxi said to the old Taoist, pointing at Sanyuan.
The old Taoist coughed and replied, "For a cultivator, where can one not cultivate? Perhaps joining another temple might even advance one's Daoist Skills."
Indeed, the vast region of Da Feng allowed for cultivation anywhere, yet the most crucial point remained sustenance; wherever one could satisfy hunger was one's fated place.
Qin Liuxi didn't expose him. Instead, he let them pack their things while he stepped out of the back house to memorize the terrain of Dragon Tiger Mountain.
Master and disciple had just been robbed by a skillful thief and really had no luggage, just a small bundle, while Sanyuan used a basket to pack up useful items from the temple like scriptures and texts.
