Lin Bai and Jiang Xuansu stood in the square, watching the steady stream of martial artists arriving from all directions and asking about joining the Joyous Union Sect and cultivating its techniques.
After wandering around the square for a while, Lin Bai and Jiang Xuansu arrived before an antique-looking pavilion.
A signboard hung above the front of the pavilion: Pavilion of Eternal Joy.
This was where matters concerning entry into the sect were handled.
Lin Bai and Jiang Xuansu exchanged a glance before stepping into the Pavilion of Eternal Joy.
Behind a long desk sat a Purple-Robed Elder. His face was creased with wrinkles, his appearance weathered. When his murky eyes saw Lin Bai and Jiang Xuansu enter, a sharp glint suddenly shot from them.
He did not even spare Lin Bai a glance. His gaze remained fixed on Jiang Xuansu, sizing her up.
Lin Bai shook his head in regret. Taking a woman out to gain experience was definitely not a good idea.
Especially when that woman was an exquisite beauty—it was even more of a headache.
Jiang Xuansu wore a thin veil that concealed most of her face, yet she still radiated an ethereal bearing that seemed to transcend the mortal world and enter sainthood.
Her figure was graceful and curvaceous, and her fitted white robes revealed her superb proportions.
Her eyes were clear and captivating, as though a fairy had descended to the mortal realm.
Her three thousand strands of black hair spilled over her shoulders, fluttering in the wind like a dream, like an illusion.
Along the way, who knew how many male martial artists had turned sidelong glances toward Jiang Xuansu?
By contrast, Lin Bai, who followed at Jiang Xuansu's side, looked rather inconspicuous despite his slight, handsome appearance.
The Purple-Robed Elder's face blossomed with