Zhong Shenxiu found a spot to sit down, not partaking in the spiritual tea offered here, and upon hearing the discussion about Zhang Taiyi next to him, he couldn't help but smile to himself.
They still want to find this person, but they're probably going to have to die once before they do.
"No matter what, Zhang Taiyi still comes from the orthodox path, and as long as one doesn't provoke him, he wouldn't kill without cause. Although the Fufeng Protectorate is remote, it is indeed a peaceful haven."
An old man puffing on a dry pipe exhaled a ring of smoke that transformed into shapes of white cranes, dragons and tigers, flora and fauna, before he suddenly sighed.
"Alas... it's true, things haven't been peaceful in Central Earth lately, with the emergence of the Yellow Spring Demon Sect, one of the six paths of the Demon Sects. Now that it has reappeared, the other five paths won't be too far behind... This world is going to descend into chaos."
