The two who arrived later did not seem to be here to help Qu Man.
As Wang Jixuan pondered how he should defeat the enemy if a fight broke out later, the two streaks of light arrived overhead together.
Qu Man returned the slab of earth she had lifted to its original place, and a long spear appeared behind her.
Several feminine laughs drifted down from the sky:
"Elder Sister truly has good fortune! Among the six of us who founded cultivation sects in the mortal world, who has encountered something as strange as this? Everything else has been stable enough, but terribly dull."
Qu Man narrowed her eyes slightly and said coldly, "Stop making snide remarks!"
Wang Jixuan looked up and saw that somewhat improper female rogue immortal again—the sect master of the Hundred Joys Sect in this realm, Bai Linger.
The middle-aged Daoist accompanying Bai Linger was Liu Kang, the monastery master of Yellow Flower Monastery.
For some reason, Wang Jixuan sensed something... canine in the Daoist's bearing and expression.
Bai Linger and Liu Kang slowly descended on clouds. The former's peach blossom eyes immediately settled on Wang Jixuan, sizing him up from head to toe for quite a while.
Bai Linger wore palace robes and held a palace fan. She covered her mouth and laughed softly.
"This must be the Mahayana Stage Daoist Fellow mentioned in your letter? At first glance, he is truly fair-skinned and handsome. How should I address you, Daoist Fellow? Do you have a Dao companion?"
Her eyes gleamed brightly.
Wang Jixuan frowned slightly and gave a proper Daoist salute.
He was at the Mahayana Stage. If he could overcome the heavenly tribulation, he would become an Origin Immortal, half a level above rogue immortals.
Thus, so long as his safety was not