「Meanwhile.」
In an underground stronghold somewhere in Yong'an County.
A beautiful woman in palace attire, her face veiled, exuded an air of aloof, cold elegance. She too looked puzzled. 'Strange, why have the disciples become so much more efficient at hunting Dao Demons lately?' she thought.
The beautiful woman had dignified features and skin whiter than snow. Her Crimson Mist Palace Attire was as fiery as a blazing flame.
Her eyes were filled with deep confusion.
...
Billowing black smoke surged into the sky.
In the crimson flames, another mortal village was reduced to scorched earth.
After finishing his carving, Qin Xuan put away the Spirit-Collecting Gold, and his figure slowly materialized several dozen li away.
"Fewer and fewer Cultivators from the Taiyi True View have been coming out to work lately. They're getting lazy. I give them a bad review."
Wei Qingyi stood to the side with his arms crossed, a disappointed look on his face.
Qin Xuan smiled but said nothing.
