Thousand Law Pavilion.
In a certain quiet room.
At this moment, five figures in purple robes are sitting quietly, their eyes slightly closed as if they were cultivating, or perhaps waiting for something.
Three men and two women.
Among them were Yang Bai and Ou Wu from before.
"They're here!" Yang Bai seemed to sense something, his eyes suddenly wide open, looking toward the door.
The other four also opened their eyes, curiosity flashing across their faces.
Several moments later.
The figure of Qiu Xiujun slowly appeared.
Under many scrutinizing gazes, he seemed to have been prepared. There was no trace of surprise on his face.
Slowly taking his seat.
"Junior Brother Qiu, how did it go?" Yang Bai asked placidly.
"Replying to Senior Brother, as we had previously assumed, Junior Brother Zhang Jing has indeed condensed the Origin Talisman, and not just one kind. He has even condensed the middle-grade Lixing Talisman."
Qiu Xiujun stated all that he had seen.