"That would be perfect... The members of the Transient Guild only care about the mask, not the person, anyway... Even if they know that there's a different person under the mask, as long as the mask hasn't been destroyed, they would still accept the substitute... 

“Also... it's strictly prohibited to leak the identities of guild members... so that makes it even more difficult for anyone to find out that I've been replaced..." Luo Meng said with a relieved smile, but his words were cutting off intermittently, and he seemed to be in a very feeble state.

An extremely thin wisp of black mist slowly seeped out of his shoulder, then began to sway from side to side like a strand of seaweed.

"I can't maintain this form much longer... Fellow Daoist Liu. If you have any other questions... then ask them now before it's too late..." Luo Meng said with a wry smile as he turned to glance at the wisp of black mist emerging from his shoulder.

Another wisp of black mist began to seep out of his calf as he spoke.

"There's nothing more I want to ask you. If you have dying wishes, then go ahead and tell me. I won't turn them down as long as they're within...