The Plunder and Devouring
Yunmeng Mountain.
Inside a palace of white walls and black tiles, a graceful figure sat upright.
Her gauzy dress was hazy and translucent, revealing snow-white, delicate skin. Her waist was slender, and her legs were straight and long—enough to leave anyone who glanced at her a little dazed and spellbound.
Gazing at the figure above him, the man's mouth went dry, and he felt a surge well up in his heart.
"Do you think I'm beautiful?"
A cool voice rang out, and a gaze swept down.
The man shuddered, hurriedly lowering his head. "The sect master possesses the bearing of a celestial being. Of course you're incomparably beautiful."
"That little mouth of yours is very sweet."
A laugh like silver bells rang out, but the woman soon changed the subject. "How is the Ling Xiao Sect?"
"Most of our informants have been eliminated. Fortunately, a few extremely well-hidden spies survived."
"According to reliable intelligence, the Paper Figure Peak Master not only won, but also passed through the Heavenly Tribulation some days ago. He hasn't shown himself for half a month now."
"He really succeeded."
The woman's beautiful eyes shifted, her tone carrying a trace of complexity.
Breaking through to the Dao Integration Realm was harder than ascending to heaven.
From the time of the Yunmeng Sect Patriarch until now, the sect had gone through thirty-two sect masters and leaders, yet not one had successfully passed through the Heavenly Tribulation and achieved Dao Integration. Even she, the current sect master of the Yunmeng Sect, hailed as the most outstanding of the past century, had never dared take that final step.
She was afraid—afraid that the slightest mistake would ruin all her previous efforts, afraid that one careless move would send her into eternal ruin!
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