"The scent of a Dao Extremity treasure?" I furrowed my brow. Meng Xuejun was a master at crafting treasures, so it was hardly strange for her to catch the scent of an extraordinary treasure. Of course, this wasn't a scent in the mortal sense, but rather a form of alertness. Thus, I said, "I have several Dao Extremity items on me as well. What's so different about it?"
"Her item... is very dangerous," Meng Xuejun said hesitantly.
I secretly drew in a cold breath. That was already the highest praise possible. Meng Xuejun had an extremely accurate eye for treasures and had seen countless super treasures. Even the Sword of Laws, the Branch of the Genesis Tree, the Gourd of Vitality, and the Dao Extremity Space in my possession had never earned a comment about being dangerous from her. Clearly, there was something strange about this Heavenly Immortal's treasure.
Seemingly noticing that Meng Xuejun and I were communicating telepathically, Heavenly Immortal Yun couldn't help covering her mouth and smiling. Then she looked at me indifferently and said, "You certainly have quite a few confidantes. Very well. If you have any parting words, you may as well say them all now. Treating them as last words would work too."
"You're quite confident, girl. You should save your last words for yourself. I have no habit of leaving last words before every battle; otherwise, I could probably write a book," I said with a smile.
"Any immortals uninvolved, withdraw ten li. Otherwise, any consequences will have nothing to do with your auntie here." Heavenly Immortal Yun flicked the sleeve of her pure-white robe, trimmed with gold. Her loose skirt fluttered as she flew, beautiful as a lily.
There was no denying it—Heavenly Immortal Yun possessed extraordinary charm. Her lively eyes were breathtaking,