After a moment, the white-robed elder snapped out of his shock, his voice cold and resolute: “No matter what, you must leave here immediately.” ”
With a gentle flick of his whisk, an invisible force pushed Guiyuanzi back three steps.
Guiyuanzi steadied himself, raised his head, and met the old man’s gaze directly.
Those eyes were deep, as if hiding the vicissitudes of endless years, yet as clear as mountain springs.
He took a deep breath, cupped his fists, and said, “Senior, I did not come for personal desire.” My young master bears the Daoist Da Luo Golden Classic and is the successor chosen by the Daoist patriarch.
His physical body was destroyed, leaving only a remnant soul. He urgently needed Chaos Spirit Liquid to rebuild his body and revive the Daoist sect. I beg you, senior, to grant his wish. ”
The white-robed elder’s brows twitched slightly, a flicker of emotion flashing in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
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