"This place is truly extravagant!"
It was now late afternoon, approaching evening. The slanting sun shone upon the Ten Cauldrons Sect, making the cluster of buildings dazzle with brilliance. Su Xuan couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
The Third Elder, however, remained silent, taking each step seriously while trying to walk with a carefree grace. If you didn't see his face and only looked at his back, you might think he was a middle-aged man rather than an elderly one. And the bright red robe he wore was utterly out of place compared to the attire of the Ten Cauldrons Sect disciples; their clothes were elegant, aspiring to transcend worldly concerns, while his bright red robe was simply festive.
"Hah, and they even have rare beasts and birds."
