"Hehe, your words sound better than your actions."
At these words, Peng Hai couldn't help but laugh. "Who doesn't know the great merit to be gained from catching that woman? The problem is, can we find her? We haven't found her all this time. Will us three Foundation Establishment elders definitely find her? Isn't that nonsense? I don't believe such a coincidence would happen."
He was sure he couldn't find Leng Yuexi.
"Well, it doesn't really matter if we can't find her."
The bald-headed cultivator, Miao Song, gave a wry smile. "When the Sect Master issued this task, he didn't mention any punishment for failure. We only need to take a stroll in the Yunwu Mountain Range, consider the task done, why not?"
"Although it's a critical time for our sect to fight against the Qingmu Sect, the Danding Sect, and the Immortal Mist Sect, even Foundation-building cultivators may not survive such perilous wars. We can dodge the disaster."