The old man the disciples called their Third Elder looked badly injured. His left arm was blown off at the elbow and his left abdomen was a bloody mess. He had been unconscious when brought in, and he was now occasionally letting out a pained groan from where he lay on the bed.0

Flowerless Butterfly hid behind the door and waited for the footsteps of the two disciples to fade away before gently pushing open the partially closed door and stepping out.0

Ordinary disciples were unlikely to know the location of a sect treasure like the Soul Locking Sunflower. However, since this old man was one of the four elders, he should have much more information.0

Rao Shuang rolled her eyes and stepped toward the Third Elder's room. Just as she reached...0