The crowd immediately began their preparations.
Xiao Jie did not go to apply for supplies as he had already brought everything he needed. Instead, he headed straight for the tavern in the city. After scanning the establishment, he decisively identified a very old hunter who seemed ancient in his years.
He first offered the old man a drink and then inquired, "Old sir, are there any temples or shrines in the vicinity? Like the Five Immortals Temple or similar?"
The old hunter immediately widened his eyes in disbelief, "We, the people of the Northern Land, only worship the Snow Woman, the Fire Lord, or the Mountain God and City God. These so-called Five Immortals are nothing but mountain spirits and fox ghosts; only those who play at being shamans and performing exorcisms would worship them. We are decent folk."
Xiao Jie felt somewhat regretful in his heart. Well, it seemed that worshiping the Five Immortals was not going to happen.