Visiting the Immortal Transformation Sect

To cultivators, high-level cultivators of unknown identity were always the most dangerous kind, because you had no way of knowing what purpose they harbored at that moment, while they certainly had the ability to take your life.

Zhen Lan knew there was an element of gambling in what she had done. After all, determining someone's identity based solely on a surname and a vague voice was indeed somewhat rash.

Yet the familiarity the other party had displayed with curse arts, along with her own intuition, made Zhen Lan immediately decide to take the risk.

The moment the words left her mouth, everyone knew there was no room left to back out. A cultivator with such Great Divine Abilities would surely have his divine sense blanketing them, and any excessive move now would incur his displeasure.

Therefore, although they desperately wanted to flee, not a single person dared raise their escape light.

"Hmm? I wondered who it was. So it's Miss Zhen."

After that soft exclamation, a streak of blue spiritual light suddenly appeared before them, revealing the figure of an utterly ordinary-looking young man.

The man held a net pouch radiating Five-Colored Spirit Light. Within it, a fist-sized white spider was curled up and trembling, while a gentle smile rested on his face.

Upon seeing the newcomer's face clearly, Zhen Lan was instantly overjoyed. Her smile blossomed as she said:

"Senior Luo, it really is you!"

"Hehe, indeed, it is Luo. Since we parted at the Ghost Mansion, Miss Zhen's cultivation has truly advanced greatly. You seem to be nearing the False Core Realm already. I believe that within a hundred years at most, we'll be addressing each other as peers!"

Meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land, Luo Hong was in an excellent mood as well, and he