"That is how it is, Senior Brother Zhang. I am Li Dai. The son of a close friend of mine is now in the Outer Sect. I would like to have him assigned to the Spirit Arts Peak, which is closer to you. I would be most grateful if you could look after him a little." As she spoke, Li Dai handed over her contact information—the same space-transmitting talisman she had given to Gong Jue, which was not limited by time or distance. Given Senior Brother Zhang’s keen eye, he could not detect anything unusual about it.
Senior Brother Zhang did not take it. Instead, his perpetually drooping eyes narrowed dangerously, and his voice held no warmth. "Who are you? Who is this son of your friend? Do you think I am that kind of person?"
"I am not asking you to do anything improper, Senior Brother Zhang, just to keep an eye on him. If something happens to him in the Outer Sect, or if he is being bullied, you only need to send me a message using this jade talisman. I understand the rules, and this is a special token of my esteem. I believe it will be useful to you." With that, Li Dai produced a small white porcelain bottle. Inside was a Soul-Nurturing Pill capable of healing common soul wounds. While this pill could not compare to legendary fruits or even a master-grade Soul-Repairing Pill, it was more than sufficient to treat a soul injury like the one Senior Brother Zhang suffered from.
Chapter 922