The Clothed Daoist's villa had nearly been destroyed during Mo Mo's earlier confrontation with the Tianxin Seventy-First Generation... or rather, it had been forcibly expanded, leaving only half the walls and a lonesome Firmiana tree.
Mo Mo followed Du Lin's footsteps into the half wall.
The surroundings had crystallized, like they had turned into little people, then thrown into the Mineral Mother's crystal... Passing by the 'crystal trees,' Mo Mo reached what was probably the villa's quiet room.
Lai Caisheng and the Tianxin Seventy-First Generation were there.
In this 'crystal tree' surrounded space, a faint green color spread all around, even the soil was tinted this color.
A gaze shot from under a 'crystal tree,' and Mo Mo saw the Daoist Association's Secretary.
Du Lin coincidentally faced the eyes of Lai Caisheng and the Tianxin Seventy-First Generation, stepping in front of them, "Mo Mo has agreed."
"Thank you for your efforts." Lai Caisheng nodded.
