Not a Good Fit

Mei Xilan did indeed have the ingredients necessary for the Sixteen Star Advancement Pill, which she agreed to have refined for him if he helped her. Wu Meiying had already informed him that he should help her when the time came, so he agreed without hesitation. Their plan was to leave at dawn tomorrow. They would have left earlier, but Wu Jian wanted to speak with Wu Meiying one more time.

The woman in question was inside her pavilion, stationed high on a mountain peak. The air from so high up was crisp and thin. However, upon entering the pavilion itself, the atmosphere shifted and became warmer. He suspected three were sealing arrays involved.

“I think this is the first time you’ve visited me,” Wu Meiying said cheerfully.

“It is… your place is a lot more austere than I would have expected.”