Chapter 1354 Wait For The Right Time

The group of talents who had obtained these treasures were unhappy. Their heads were filled with worry and anxiety, and their hearts were heavy.

They were still in the dark as to why they were summoned here. The uncertainty made them uneasy.

"Sir, when will we set out?" Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore and broke the silence.

"Set out for what? Cultivate where you are. When the time comes, we will tell you what to do next," the old man in the lead replied impatiently.

"Alright."

With that, everyone stopped talking. Their hearts sank even deeper.

"Stop worrying, everyone. Your masters are fine in the Archean mountain. Let's wait for more news from the higher ups. Relax. You should practice what you can. Do whatever you need to ease your worries, and relax."

With those words, the old man left with the black-robed cultivators.

Everyone was stunned for a while, and then they burst into lively chatter.

"What's going on? I have been so anxious since I received the summons!"

"I was so scared. I thought that something terrible had happened to my master. I was damn close to tears!"

"Hey, which sect are you from? My master is..."

Everyone seemed relieved. They began to approach one another and converse. It was as if a heavy weight was lifted off of their chests, and they could breathe again.

Two groups of people flew toward Darren.

"Are you Darren Chu?" Two beautiful women asked in unison, looking at Darren.

On the other side, another group made up of two men and a woman stared at Finley, speechless.

"Yes, I am." Darren didn't know these women, and he did not know why they came over. He nodded at them indifferently.

"It is nice to meet you. We are the disciples of Lord Starry Sword." The two women smiled at Darren.

"Has he mentioned me to you?" Darren asked curiously.

"No. However, in the secret letter, he told us to keep an eye out for you. He told us you might be here. We may need your help. Will you please take care of us when the need arises? Darren, you won't refuse, will you?" The two women looked at Darren with eagerness in their eyes.

"Ha!" Darren chuckled. "I'm flattered, but I'm not a disciple of Lord Starry Sword. I don't thi

ere anything I can do for you?" Finley asked, raising his head.

"No, nothing. We just came over to say hi. If you have nothing for us to do, we will go and cultivate. You know, our master says cultivation—"

"Fuck off!" Finley cut them off. The conversation began to bore him.

"Yes, sir."

The three of them were startled at Finley's sudden outburst. They left him quietly and began to cultivate.

"I think our master's avatar is trash. His level is so low."

"Hush! You don't understand. You know how strong our master is. How can you say that about his avatar? Maybe he's hiding his strength from us. Maybe our minds are too small to conceive his great power! Since our master's avatar is here, I suppose it won't come with any real risk this time. What do you think?"

"That makes sense! If we have to stay here for a few more days, I suggest that we go greet our master's avatar each morning."

"Yes, of course. We respect our master with all of our hearts."

"We need to show him the utmost respect! We also need to bid him a good night every night. It is the right thing to do."

Four days had passed in the blink of an eye.

The Archean mountain stood tall in the distance, closing the gap between heaven and earth. It was shrouded in dim, yellow mist, making it look more mysterious.

The wonders of the Archean mountain were still a mystery to the cultivators, and their hearts swelled with the hope of uncovering every single mystery for themselves.