The moment those words fell.
The expressions of the cultivators present changed at once, their disbelieving gazes converging on Wei Tu.
The Feather Dragon Clan's Dragon Lord in particular showed a slight change of expression. The faint smile on his face instantly turned cold.
"Other than the Dragon Lord, who else could aid Wei Tu? Could it be... the Old Peng Emperor? He has always been on good terms with Wei Tu..."
"No! How could Wei Tu be so foolish? The Old Peng Emperor is extraordinarily powerful and is at the very moment when he needs an opportunity to transcend his tribulation. Even if Wei Tu were his own son, he would likely seize it by force, much less an outsider..."
"Could it be Lord Yangyu? But that woman only just advanced to the Mahayana stage, her cultivation still unstable. How would she dare wade into these muddy waters..."
The cultivators' gazes met as they discussed the matter in secret through divine sense.
They were both astonished by Wei Tu's audacity in so thoroughly offending the Feather Dragon Clan's Dragon Lord over this matter... and amazed by his network of connections. As a newly advanced Mahayana cultivator, he had actually found a Mahayana cultivator of seemingly formidable strength to come to his aid.
Amid this deathly silence.
A streak of light suddenly descended. From it emerged a young woman with a graceful figure, clad in white robes. Her temperament was detached, and her clear eyes swept faintly over the cultivators present.
Then, she slowly descended above the Feather Dragon Clan's Dragon Lord.
"Xuanling Fairy?"
"She... is actually still alive? She did not perish in the Dao? And she even broke through to the mid-Mahayana stage?"
In an instant, monstrous waves surged through the cultivators' hearts.
First, they could not believe