Guo Jing and Yang Guo returned the way they had come. Although they had already reached the foot of Quanzhen Sect's mountain, Guo Jing had no intention of going up. Xiangyang Commandery City still had a mountain of military affairs waiting for him to handle; how could he have time to waste arguing with those Daoists?
Naturally, Xiao Xian had no intention of going up the mountain to suffer either. What was there to see in a bunch of grown men? It was not like he was gay.
So, halfway up the mountain, Xiao Xian changed direction, bypassed Quanzhen Sect, and silently arrived at the back mountain.
"Oh? It's quite lively here." Xiao Xian discovered in surprise that the back mountain was not a desolate, uninhabited wasteland. On the contrary, it was rather bustling at the moment.
In the vast clearing, a group of chattering young women had gathered together, twittering like larks and adding a touch of life to the barren back mountain.
Several pretty women dressed in white silk gauze gowns, like fairies stepped out of a painting, weaved through the crowd. From time to time, they would take hold of a woman's arm, seemingly checking something.
These little fairies sometimes furrowed their brows deeply, and sometimes beamed with delight, their expressions constantly changing.
Whenever the little fairies smiled, one woman would be pulled out from the crowd. This drew envy from countless people, though even more sighed in disappointment.
It was obvious what was happening: the Ancient Tomb Sect was recruiting disciples. Since it was a sect made up entirely of women, so many women had come in hopes of joining it.
From this, it was clear that the Ancient Tomb Sect was not like it had been in the original story, with only a handful of