So Many Ninth-Layer Knocking Immortal Realm Cultivators?

Song Zhong merely glanced at the two Sun Moon Sect disciples before his gaze quickly shifted to the side.

Beside those two Sun Moon Sect disciples stood another two cultivators guarding the city gate, dressed in the same sect robes.

He had no idea which great sect those two belonged to.

Beside them were also two women, likewise dressed in identical sect robes.

It seemed these two women were not stationed at the city gate.

The two women had their backs to him, so he could not make out their appearances. He could only see that one of them was tall and slender, yet from behind, her figure curved into a tempting arc. Between her waist and legs was something like a peach—round and perky.

The woman beside her wore the same clothes, yet from behind, she was utterly flat, without the slightest curve.

Moreover, it was obvious that the taller woman seemed to hold quite a high position. The two gate guards dressed like her stood nearby with ingratiating smiles on their faces.

Following behind Dongfang Youzhi, he swiftly flew to the city gate.

The moment Dongfang Youzhi landed, the two Sun Moon Sect cultivators at the gate recognized him. Surprise clearly flashed across their faces, only to be replaced by delight.

"Young Master Dongfang!"

"What brings you here, Young Master?"

They had no choice. They wanted to address him according to the sect hierarchy, but although Dongfang Youzhi was younger than them, in terms of seniority, he was countless generations above them.

They were still more accustomed to calling him Young Master.

Hearing this, a strange look appeared on Song Zhong's face. Was this Little Invincible Dongfang the child of some major figure in the Yin-Yang Sect? Otherwise, why would they call him Young Master?

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