"Disciple greets the Sixth Elder and the Ninth Elder."
In the Hidden Spirit Hall, all the Daoist disciples bowed in unison.
Li Chunsong waved his sleeve, signaling that everyone need not be overly formal.
Nangong Yue crossed her arms, as if to lift those bulging areas.
She had an inherently gentle demeanor, and at this moment, she was smiling as she looked at Chu Huaixu and Han Shuangjiang, her gaze filled with undisguised admiration.
"Junior Martial Uncle, on this trip down the mountain, truly found two promising talents for our Daoist Sect," she mused inwardly.
The two elders personally led them to the entrance of Hidden Spirit Mountain.
Within the courtyard, the Inner Sect disciples were not overly surprised.
After all, in all these years, it was their first time seeing the charred token.
Moreover, the names Chu Huaixu and Han Shuangjiang were somewhat known even within the Inner Sect.
Seeing that the two elders had already left, they began whispering among themselves.
