Feng Jiu ignored him and turned to Xuanyuan Mo Ze. "Let's go! This place is not great."
The corners of everyone's mouths quivered in response to her statement. This place was not great? This was the location of the Immortal Sects. There was a throng of cultivators jostling among themselves to join the sect, yet she thought this place was not good enough?
"Hey, hey! Don't leave!" Venerable Ling Mu approached them with a smile and stopped them. "Come to my place, go sit at the top of the mountain where I live. No one dares to disrespect you once stay there. What do you think? Why don't we go there?"
Feng Jiu looked at the child, who was barely halfway to her waist and chattering continuously. She felt it was weird. Even though she knew the child was an old monster aged a few hundred years old, she took this person as a little kid based on appearance alone.
She flashed a smile and asked, "You're Venerable Ling Mu, aren't you?"
