Jin Qiuyue's throat moved as she stared intently at the scene within.
A moment later.
In the depths of the fog, a blurry figure was faintly visible, clearly right there, just in front of her, yet as if it was still far away, coming closer, step by step.
An old man emerged from the chaotic fog, standing before her.
Jin Qiuyue swallowed, feeling a tingling sensation at the back of her neck.
She recognized the newcomer.
The mysterious figure who had reprimanded the Celestial Vault, the one causing an uproar as the rumored master behind the High Heaven Association!
She was ecstatic.
"Three costs, one blessing," the old man spoke softly, his calm voice making the chaotic fog roil violently.
He said serenely:
"You possess traits even valued by the Celestial Venerate, that's why I have come—three costs, one blessing."
Jin Qiuyue panted heavily; indeed, indeed!
How could I die here?
How could I fall here??
Valued by the Celestial Venerate!
