The Chunyang Palace jade pendant gleamed with exquisite, translucent rainbow light, faintly carrying the rhythm of the Dao.
Bai Yujun held her sword in her left hand over her shoulder, while her right index finger looped a thin cord and spun the jade pendant like a propeller. Dao Ancestor above, if the old master saw a certain flood dragon disciple behaving so wildly and unrestrainedly, he would surely send down divine lightning.
Unlike the ordinary jade pendants that marked the identities of regular disciples, Bai Yujun had received even more wondrous things when she went to collect an elder's benefits. The energy contained within the pendant gave the Ghost Bride an inexplicable fear. The Daoist sects had always possessed a natural suppressive power over evil things; evil things were abnormalities between heaven and earth, while the Daoist sects represented heaven fixing its little problems.
The certain flood dragon even leaned close to the Ghost Bride and sniffed her. She actually smelled of rouge. With that height and that seductive figure, if she did not take advantage now, then when would she?
She did so to show that she had no wish to fight. Neither side stirred their aura.
The Ghost Bride lowered her head and gave Bai Yujun a glance brimming with shy allure.
"Oh my~ Little sister, that look of yours has scared this servant half to death~"
The fierce beast White Flood Dragon was struck dizzy and dazed by that flirtatious glance. She immediately put away her treasured sword, straightened her tattered Wandering Swordsman outfit, and assumed the manner of a refined gentleman.
"Little miss, what if you catch a chill from the wind without an umbrella? Come, come, I have exquisite top-grade oil-paper umbrellas here. Only one tael of silver each—genuine goods at honest prices, fair to