This Person Isn't Simple

Su Zimo's group of four descended on the gigantic spirit vessel.

The spirit vessel was extremely sturdy and there were many formation patterns etched on its surface - it was obvious that it was created by a master.

It was even more classy on the spirit vessel where many of the structures were made of pure gold.

On the bow was a sandalwood table with many spirit fruits and immortal peaches on it. There was even a steaming pot of fragrant tea.

"Fellow Daoist, please take a seat."

The beautiful woman did not look at anyone else and merely extended an invitation to Su Zimo.

She knew what was going on.

Although this was just their first meeting, she could roughly guess the hierarchy between the four of them.

Among the four of them, the green-robed cultivator was clearly the leader.