"Understood," Miss Jing nodded slightly.
"Additionally, be careful around Emperor Tan Mountain."
"Why?" Xu Zimei inquired.
"Emperor Tan Mountain is not as simple as it seems; their forefathers have connections with many Taoist Courts.
Moreover, their own power is not weak; even the Misty Capital Great Emperor grew under their wing."
Miss Jing explained, "You need to be cautious in how you act."
"Let them come," Xu Zimei said, waving his hand dismissively.
He knew that some Taoist Courts became colossal entities by relying on their own Great Emperors' growth.
While other major forces were themselves colossal entities, even the Great Emperors were nurtured by them.
"You, this person," Miss Jing shook her head gently.
Xu Zimei looked toward the courtyard, where the scenery above the Liangyi Bagua Diagram became clearer and clearer.
The black and white gases also slowed down.
Seated cross-legged nearby, Gongyang Ce had his eyes firmly shut, like a sleeping god.
