Looking at the beautiful face of the stunning young woman before him, Qin Fengming could not help but feel his heart stir. But in the next instant, he recovered and said with a faint smile:
"Fairy Lan, those two groups of cultivators should have lost track of us by now. Your safety is no longer in question. This Qin still has matters to attend to after entering Wanxue Peak. Once I have rested briefly, I shall take my leave of you."
"I have yet to ask your benefactor's honored name. May I know your true name?" Lan Xue'er asked. Upon hearing Qin Fengming's words, she suddenly came to her senses. Her face immediately reddened, making her appear even more alluring.
"Hehe, this Qin is a disciple of Manghuang Mountain. My name is Qin Fengming."
"Ah, so you are the renowned Young Master Qin Fengming of Manghuang Mountain. In that case, you are a cultivator from the Yuanfeng Empire?" Lan Xue'er's expression shifted slightly, but instead of the astonishment Qin Fengming had expected, a trace of confusion appeared on her face.
Hearing the beautiful woman across from him say this, Qin Fengming's heart stirred as well.
Ordinary cultivators would never have such a question. Since he was in the Yuanfeng Empire, by all rights, he should naturally be a cultivator of the Yuanfeng Empire. Yet from the female cultivator's words, Qin Fengming detected another implied meaning.
One had to know that the Yuanfeng Empire and the Deqing Empire were the two great overlords of Qingyuan Continent, and their Cultivation Worlds had long been at odds. Although several large-scale clashes had erupted throughout history over cultivation resources, neither side had gained much advantage.
For the past tens of thousands of years, the two great empires had stopped attacking one another, but they