Zhang Zhengyi shuddered in alarm. Then, seeing how friendly the smiling woman looked, he immediately relaxed his guard. He cupped his hands and broke into a broad grin.
"This one is Qin Youde. May I ask how this elder sister is addressed?"
The female cultivator sat in her chair with one leg crossed over the other, studying Zhang Zhengyi with a rather amused look.
"Qin Youde, do you know where this is?"
"Hu Liang Island. Is there a problem?" Zhang Zhengyi answered as though it were only natural. Then he stepped forward and cupped his hands again. "May I ask how elder sister is addressed?"
"Casually asking someone else's name is not a good habit. What, do you plan to curse me once you know my name?"
The female cultivator simply would not reveal her name, yet the words came from her mouth with perfect naturalness, somehow giving others the illusion of being bathed in a spring breeze.
Zhang Zhengyi kept smiling, entirely unmoved as he continued approaching her.
"Elder sister must be joking. I would love to learn that kind of supreme curse art, but sadly, I have no way to. From what elder sister says, could it be that you know it?"
"No. I want to learn it too." The female cultivator wore a smile, seemingly unconcerned in the slightest by Zhang Zhengyi's approach.
By the time Zhang Zhengyi had walked right up to her, the female cultivator slightly raised her head, the corners of her lips curling upward as she glanced at him.
Zhang Zhengyi looked down, his gaze falling upon her chest. Yet in the next moment, his expression faltered slightly, and he reached out to touch the pendant hanging before her chest.
"Are you looking at this?"
She lifted the pendant. Its divine light was