He had waited since midday, all the way until sunset. Finally, someone arrived!
RUSTLE! RUSTLE!
The soil beside Gu Ming suddenly gathered into a whirl of sand. This swirling sand gradually coalesced into the figure of an old man in a Daoist robe, with long hair and a white beard.
"The Superior Master has arrived!" Seeing this Daoist, Gu Ming immediately bowed in greeting.
The old man simply nodded slightly and asked in a somewhat gruff voice, "How goes it? How many souls have been subjected to the Blood Sacrifice for my Soul Refining Flag?"
"Reporting to the Superior Master, I have already performed the Blood Sacrifice on 3,731 people. We are just over two hundred short of the number instructed by the Superior Master."
Gu Ming respectfully responded, "At most, it will take two more months to complete the Blood Sacrifice, allowing this supreme treasure to take form perfectly."
"Good, good, good!"
