Jieyin Holding the Fort
Wang Quan took the lead, bowing respectfully to Jieyin, "I am Wang Quan, paying respects to Taoist Master. May I inquire where Taoist Master cultivates and the purpose of your visit here?"
Jieyin, who had offered to help upon arrival, was not someone Wang Quan had encountered before. Caution was necessary. Jieyin's gaze focused sharply on Wang Quan, almost tempted to pull out a sack and drag him back to the West Sect.
This Wang Quan, with his innate sword body, was undoubtedly a prodigy among prodigies. At this point, he was on the brink of comprehending the path to Sword Immortality. The future seemed limitless. Jieyin's heart skipped a beat; bringing such a prodigy back to the Mount Ling would undoubtedly be a massive gain.