The old woman frowned and said, "Then you must be careful."
"With the Mirage Mirror, what are you afraid of?" Old Monster Li sneered.
"Those people are all mortals, how can the Jiushan Sect notice?"
"The people I choose are not the kind to lose their lives easily."
The old woman had nothing more to say.
Old Monster Li was not someone without calculations.
But she still felt a little uneasy and frowned, "Now without a caravan, how long do we have to wait?"
Old Li was silent for a moment, then transmitted directly to her: "If we can't find a caravan in a month, we'll go on our own."
The old woman was stunned and looked at another middle-aged Nascent Soul.
This person was previously a sect elder of the Hundred Immortals Alliance and has now defected.
Those small factions of the Hundred Immortals Alliance were vaguely gathered around him.
"The reason we are looking for a caravan is simply because the target is too large, and neither of us can let go of these disciples."
