Afterward, the inn attendants led the members of the Wutai Sect and Xuanjia Gate to their respective superior rooms.
Though they had just weathered a minor disturbance, it had ultimately passed without danger.
Inside the room, Chu Jinyun and Sang Yanping sat facing each other. The candle flame flickered, casting grave expressions across their faces.
"I never expected to encounter Ruan Wenzhu here."
Chu Jinyun said in a low voice, "His strength is extremely high. More than ten years ago, he was already at Gang Strength Late-stage, his might shaking Tianping Prefecture. Now... I wonder whether he has reached Gang Strength Perfection."
Ruan Wenzhu appeared to be only around forty, but in truth, he belonged to the same generation as He Yuzhou.
How could she not be worried?
Within the Outer Gang realm, the gap between every minor stage was like a vast chasm. If Ruan Wenzhu had truly reached perfection, the threat he posed would far exceed imagination.
Beneath Sang Yanping's grizzled brows, his gaze was as still as an ancient well.
He slowly filled a cup with tea, his voice steady. "Rest easy. The Tianbao Supreme Sect's Xuwang Mountain selection is about to begin. It is a momentous event watched by all three regions. No matter how bold Ruan Wenzhu may be, he would not dare act recklessly at such a time and openly defy the order maintained by the Supreme Sect."
"Our foremost duty on this journey is to safely deliver these disciples to Xuwang Mountain. I believe Ruan Wenzhu's purpose is the same. His Chaoyang Sect also needs this opportunity to send forth talented disciples. They will never stir up needless trouble at this moment and lose the greater for the lesser."
He took a sip of hot tea and continued, "He did not seize upon