The people from Wind Flower Palace were the second group to arrive at Shouyang Hall.
Compared to the foremost Nascent Soul Upper Sects, their numbers were somewhat sparse—only two had come.
They were the Grand Palace Master, Wind Flower Immortal, and the newly advanced Nascent Soul cultivator, Wind Moon Fairy.
The moment they entered the hall, they heard hearty laughter from within.
"Nine Spirits, I heard you lost to Deng Taiyue. That truly surprised me."
"Hmph! It was merely a clash of Nascent Soul Domains. I have no idea how he cultivated; he had clearly only just entered the Nascent Soul Late Stage, yet his domain was absurdly strong. But if we fought to the death, it would still be uncertain whose deer would die in whose hands!"
"I do not doubt that. Nine Spirits, your arts of slaughter far surpass your apparent realm."
"Where is Deng Taiyue? He arrived at Soaring Sky Pass even before I did, did he not? Why is he nowhere to be seen?"
There was no answer to that question for the moment, because Wind Flower Palace's two True Persons had already entered the hall.
Wind Flower Immortal greeted them familiarly. "Pill Sect, it has been a long time."
"Wind Flower, it has indeed been a long time. Your grace now surpasses even that of old." Luo Chen answered leisurely, then turned his gaze toward the other woman beside Wind Flower. "Fellow Daoist Wind Moon, congratulations on breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm."
Wind Moon's expression was somewhat complicated. Looking up, she saw Luo Chen seated cross-legged above, his broad black Daoist robe setting off the composure and bearing of a grandmaster as deep as an abyss and firm as a mountain.
Behind Luo Chen sat two exceptionally beautiful women in quiet stillness.
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