Li Fan's opportunity arrived swiftly.
He had just escorted the disciple's spirit coffin back to Louguan Tower from Mo Zhu Mountain, ready to arrange the soul lanterns to facilitate the reincarnation of these disciples and their return to Mo Zhu Mountain for further cultivation. Just then, he encountered someone urgently requesting help through a flying talisman!
Damn, trouble again!
Sigh, Mo Zhu Mountain never has a peaceful day. But what can you expect in chaotic times? It's just a cycle of killing, with rulers changing today and ministers assassinated tomorrow. High-ranking figures are in constant jeopardy; how much more so the common folk? Li Fan had long since grown accustomed to this.
