Night Meeting

By the time it was approaching the third watch of the night, Liu Ming's eyes snapped open, and without a sound or breath, he left the house and flew away from Jiuying Mountain.

A short while later, he descended into a forest three miles away from the main peak of the Barbarian Ghost Sect.

There, in a clearing not far ahead, the portly elder "Uncle Master Ruan" stood with his hands clasped behind his back.

"Disciple pays respect to Uncle Master!" Liu Ming bowed deeply, his demeanor very respectful.

"You arrived quite promptly, but we need to wait a bit longer!" Uncle Master Ruan said indifferently.

"What, did Uncle Master also invite someone else?" Liu Ming asked, slightly taken aback.

"Indeed. He's someone who, like you, has cultivated the Nether Bone Secret Formula, though he started several years before you and his mastery is not something you can compare with," the portly elder suddenly said with a smile.