"Brother Feng, that Nine Heavens Immortal Sect is really quite interesting. But Brother Ye's temper is way too good—he actually just humiliated that old fellow for a while before agreeing to his request."
"Without people to excavate the spirit veins, we'll have to find them elsewhere."
A disciple following Feng Sihai had a grin on his face, but thinking about their lack of manpower, he sighed in frustration.
Feng Sihai chuckled, "It's no big deal. You can come here and hang out whenever you're free. It's quite fun."
The two disciples nodded in unison, clearly agreeing with Brother Feng's sentiment.
"Wouldn't that go a bit overboard, though? That old fellow's cultivation is no joke. If we're too reckless, we might get into trouble."
"Don't worry—Taiwu Immortal Sect is your backing. As long as he's not a fool, he'd never dare act rashly." Feng Sihai didn't regard the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect as anything worthwhile.
