Dylan finally reached the entrance to Plenilune Sect.

Taking a look at the tremendously tall mountain gates, he couldn’t help but exclaim in awe. Back in his day, he wanted to join and train the sect to be one of their disciples.

It was a pity that he didn’t have the talent for it.

However, his daughter had achieved his dream in his stead. Hermione was now one of the star disciples within the sect. Moreover, they heard that her master was one of the sect’s powerful elders. At this rate, her future was as bright as the sun.

Dylan was then stopped at the gates.

“Ah, hello, I’m here to look for one of your sect’s star disciples, Hermione Yggdrasill. I’m her fathe,.” Dylan said as he handed them two bottles of pills with a grin.

Although it wasn’t some rare spiritual demon pill, this was still quite the reward for ordinary disciples within the sect.

However, just as they reached for the bottles, they stopped abruptly as soon as they heard the man refer to himself as Hermione’s fathe