I Really Have to Go

"Grandpa!" Gu Changqing shouted and covered the painting. However, he was too late. The figure had already faded.

This…

Everyone looked at the empty spot dumbfoundedly with wide eyes.

Gu Changqing bafflingly looked at his painting scroll, then looked at the spot where his grandpa once was. He inhaled deeply and was in awe.

The expert was truly an expert. He had just unscrolled the painting halfway but it disabled the Immortal figure. How powerful!

He hurriedly put away the painting scroll and said, "Alright, let's try to summon him again."

They repeated the steps—they bowed, spat blood, lit the incense sticks, and summoned him.

Gu Changqing was slightly pale as he had spat out a huge amount of pure blood. He needed decades of cultivation to make up for that.

The cost of summoning an Immortal was not cheap.

Buzz!

Spiritual Qi rose and the figure appeared again.