บท 509: Who is More Suitable to be the Sect Master?

By the time Jing Jiu came back to Shenmo Peak, the white cat was awake.

He couldn't keep on dozing off when there was such a commotion on Bihu Peak.

It was his duty to look after the Thunder-Soul Woods; not even Liu Ci could replace him for the job.

The cat felt relieved after he found that Jing Jiu didn't take any Thunder-Soul Wood.

As the cat woke up, others would follow suit; so would all of the nine peaks.

Thinking of this, Jing Jiu extended his finger to write a letter on the cliff for Zhao Layue, and left by riding on the sword.

The sword landed outside Cloudy Town.

The restaurant in Cloudy Town had closed its door again because of that burned soup in the private room.

The horse-drawn carriage of the Gu Clan waited outside the restaurant. It had been waiting to serve one single person over the years.

The wheels of the carriage rolled on the green stone slabs, giving off a faint noise.