Outside the Yuetian Sect.
Fang Xiao stared at the mountain gate ahead, his expression strange.
He had been waiting here bitterly for quite some time, yet not only had no one come to receive him, even the disciple who had gone to announce his arrival had failed to return.
"Is this how the Yuetian Sect usually treats its guests?"
Although the Tianlan Sect and the Yuetian Sect had been at odds before, under the present circumstances, how could the Yuetian Sect dare slight the Tianlan Sect?
Not to mention that Fang Xiao, a Spirit Transformation cultivator, had come in person.
Even if Tian Yue and the other Spirit Transformation cultivators could not spare the time, they should at least have sent a Core Formation or Nascent Soul cultivator to welcome him into the Yuetian Sect.
Though Fang Xiao was not one to fuss over such formalities, being neglected like this still left him somewhat displeased.
Of course, this brief wait was not enough to make him suspicious.
Just as Fang Xiao was about to step forward and knock on the formation again, ripples appeared across the formation wall at the mountain gate.
Then, a doorway gradually rose up, and a familiar voice came from within.
"Fellow Daoist Fang's visit truly brings glory to our humble Yuetian Sect."
A figure then passed through the doorway and landed before Fang Xiao. It was none other than Tian Yue.
Yet Fang Xiao made no move. As he sized Tian Yue up, he said with displeasure, "Brings glory to your humble sect? Why do I feel that your sect does not particularly welcome Fang?
Or does your sect have some shameful secret that makes it inconvenient to let me enter?"
At those words, Tian Yue's heart gave a sudden jolt. For a moment, he