With Hao Shuai's speed, it didn't take long for him to reach the entrance to Yin-Yang Old Man's Primordial Yin Cave. He politely approached the young attendant guarding the door and said, "Please go inside and announce me. Tell him that Hao Shuai, a rogue cultivator from overseas, requests an audience."
About fifteen minutes later, the attendant came back out and respectfully replied, "My master invites you in!"
With that, he led the way, guiding Hao Shuai into the Primordial Yin Cave.
Ordinarily, cultivators' caves were plain and unadorned. Situ Lei's abode, however, was entirely different. It was so extravagantly decorated that it looked more like a palace.
Following the attendant down a passage, Hao Shuai reached the main cave. Above the entrance hung a plaque bearing three large characters: "Primordial Yin Palace."
He stepped through the palace gates. Immortal energy swirled through the air, and fragrant smoke curled upward. Thick carpets covered the floor, while colorful palace lanterns hung from the ceiling. An old man sat in the seat of honor. Though his hair was completely white, his face was as smooth as a child's, without a single wrinkle. His features were delicate, his face as lovely as a peach blossom, and he wore a long robe of seven-colored brocade. His dark eyes were strikingly clear, and a seductive charm shone through every glance. He was none other than the master of this place, Yin-Yang Old Man Situ Lei.
Seeing Situ Lei dressed as a man, Hao Shuai secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was the first half of the month, so Situ Lei was currently male.
Otherwise, Hao Shuai wouldn't have known how to talk to him!
After all, Hao Shuai was quite confident in his own charm. He didn't think anyone of the opposite sex