Cultivation in Retreat
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The First Elder narrowed his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking.
A moment later, the First Elder smirked.
"Someone must have helped him. Otherwise, even if he could best the eighteen immortals, he couldn't possibly be unharmed!" thought the First Elder coldly.
Mo Hong, who was standing on the side, said in surprise, "First Elder, what do you mean?"
First Elder ignored him. He looked at Mo Hong and said, "Go to the Medicinal Saint City immediately and find out what happened there, then bring me back the news of what had transpired there."
"Medicinal Saint City? There..."
"Do as I tell you to. No need to say anything else," the First Elder interrupted Mo Hong.
Mo Hong nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go now."
After he left, the First Elder's expression became even colder.
"Little bastard, you are really lucky..."the First Elder said in a low voice.