Deep within Zhushan Sect, a stone gate remains perpetually closed, the stone walls covered with bamboo pattern runes.
On the stone platform in the center of the secret chamber, two cultivator bodies lie silently, precisely the "human resources" just brought back from the Southern Domain by the cultivators in red and gray robes.
Tian Duzhi, clad in a dark green Daoist robe, had a young-looking face, yet the corners of his eyes bore the vicissitudes of age.
He lowered his gaze over the two bodies on the stone platform, his face showing no emotion, only a slow nod:
"Well done."
The red robe cultivator just breathed a sigh of relief when Tian Duzhi's light voice sounded again:
"Next time, your task quantity will double."
The red robe cultivator's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly spoke:
"Uncle Master!"
The gray robe cultivator's voice even trembled: "This..."
