One of Li Qi's Dharma bodies descended upon the Yunluo Kingdom, then looked at the fifth-rank sovereign before him.
The Yunluo Sovereign was a clear stream amid the mud of Baiyue.
Not only had her Dao Path not been severed, her prospects were boundless, and she was exceptionally clever—a truly capable subordinate.
One had to know that for the past sixty years, this place had served as a model pilot site for the Shaman Path. The existence of the Yunluo Kingdom was powerful proof of the Shaman Path's success in Baiyue.
Thus, Li Qi also thought highly of her.
"Senior Brother Li Qi." The Yunluo Sovereign immediately rose and, following the proper etiquette, bowed to Li Qi.
There was some delight on her face. Li Qi's Dharma body had personally descended—could it be that this senior brother knew of her difficulties?
Li Qi, meanwhile, began sizing up this junior sister before him.
Her voice was soft and charming, bracelets chimed and hairpins gleamed; her face was full and lovely, her hair luxuriant, her makeup meticulous, her skirts and shoes bright, her eyes lively—though tinged with a faint sorrow, making her seem pitifully plaintive.
She was practically the stereotype of the words "junior sister": lively and bubbly, giggling and laughing, chasing fashion and trends, yet actually quite serious about her studies and fairly good at them.
Over the previous sixty years, he had dealt with her quite often, but this was their first time meeting alone.
However, Li Qi did not address her as Junior Sister. Though they were theoretically senior and junior fellow disciples, Li Qi still needed to preserve his stern image. Thus, his Dharma body said, "Yunluo Sovereign, Human Path's encroachment here has recently become severe. Word has already reached me. The supplies you provide, as well as