Jiangbei, Gaizhu Mountain.
The spiritual vein here was rich in wood aura, brimming with vitality, presenting a scene of all things competing to flourish. Lu Yang and True Person Yinshan rode their escape lights and swiftly landed outside the mountain.
"The Sacred Sect's previous order was for the Jiangbei Cultivators to gather here."
True Person Yinshan did not disturb the mountain's formations. Instead, he took out a Flying Message, ignited it with dharma power, and gave it a light flick, turning it into spiritual radiance that flew into the mountain.
A moment later, a graceful figure emerged from within the mountain.
The newcomer had limpid, wave-filled eyes, delicately painted brows, and a skirt that hung only slightly below her hips, revealing and concealing by turns. A fragrant scent wafted from her body.
"This subordinate sect cultivator, Hanxiang, greets the Sacred Sect Upper Trues."
The moment she appeared, the woman curtsied deeply. Her bearing was exceedingly proper, yet she carried an air of seduction that created an immensely striking contrast.
Yet Lu Yang did not dare let down his guard. This woman called Hanxiang was no simple figure. She was the current sect master of Jiangbei's Xiangqu Sect, a Foundation Establishment Middle Stage cultivator. It was said that her sect also had a Great True Person of Foundation Establishment Late Stage presiding over it, making it one of Jiangbei's more notable demonic sects.
"The two Upper Trues have come from afar. Why not come inside for a chat?"
Hanxiang smiled dreamily, then stepped aside of her own accord. It sounded like an ordinary invitation at first, but her tone seemed to carry another meaning.
But who was Lu Yang?
He had always prided himself on having a Dao Heart of iron and on being a man not given to female charms.