The female cultivator had never taken a Beauty Preserving Pill. Her brows and hair had long since turned white, and trapped by the limits of her lifespan, she carried a certain indifference toward life and death between her brows.
Yet due to her Core Formation stage cultivation, her face bore no wrinkles. From afar, she had the air of a crane-haired child-faced immortal.
"Big Eyes, is this the Young Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion and current sect master of the Spirit Taming Sect you spoke of?" The Core Formation stage female cultivator still had doubts about Bai Lan's identity, a faint questioning note in her voice.
The Cheng Family Head coughed lightly, looked at Bai Lan, and nodded. "Yes, Sect Master. This is my mother, Cultivator Lu Li."
Bai Lan cupped her hands. "Senior Lu."
Lu Li gave a soft laugh. "Little friend, you are quite the schemer. With nothing but your own words, you managed to fool a Core Formation stage cultivator."
Bai Lan raised a brow and silently gripped the Nascent Soul stage Full Power Strike Talisman in her hand. "Why do you say that, Senior Lu?"
"The Meteor Sun Absolute Flame Art shares very little in common with my Cheng Family's inherited True Yang Art. They are merely both fire-element cultivation methods, with a faint sense of connection between them." Lu Li smiled. "Big Eyes may be dull-witted, but I am not foolish."
The Cheng Family Head awkwardly rubbed his nose, too tongue-tied to say more.
With a talisman on her person, Bai Lan naturally did not panic. She merely nodded with a smile. "Indeed. The Cheng Family Head is an honest man who treats others kindly. It was within this junior's expectations that he would fail to discover the crux of the matter for