Upon the Dongling Mountain Range stands an ordinary Daoist temple, deep and quiet, its steps covered with moss.
At the entrance to the temple hangs a wooden plaque weathered by the ravages of time.
On it are engraved four large charred black characters.
Three Elements Daoist Temple.
"Gentlemen constables, take care!" A yellow-robed Daoist greeted them.
Only after watching those constables disappear into the distance did he withdraw his gaze, his expression shifting from amiable to calm.
"That Xiao Bieli really had to provoke a Grandmaster!"
"Got even me caught in the investigation!"
"Luckily, this old Daoist is quick-witted!"
The yellow-robed Daoist slowly closed the temple doors.
...
That night.
Star-picking Tower.
The tower stands nine stories high.
It is located at the highest point in Dongling City.
Thus giving rise to the saying of a tower a hundred feet high, where stars can be picked by hand.
7 p.m.
Jiang Ning arrived slightly earlier than the appointed time.
