The elder leisurely enjoyed himself, now in a very blissful mood after having his fill, and tonight's moonlight was exceptionally delightful as well.
"One person drinks, intoxicated... two beauties pair up." The elder sat atop a Wine Gourd, drifting toward the distance, his Immortal Robe flapping in the wind, presenting quite a spectacle.
He would visit Diqing City once every month, officially for the sake of the Yatian Sect, but in reality, he was there to freeload. Such opportunities could not be missed.
After leaving Diqing City, he gradually entered a deserted area. With his cultivation at the third tier of the Core Formation Stage, he felt somewhat aloof, eagerly anticipating his next joyful visit to Diqing City.
Then, everything went dark before his eyes, and the last thing he saw was a face with a red triangular scarf.
"I got robbed?"
The elder's mind was filled with this notion.
