A beautiful young girl looked around eagerly and asked, "Uncle Zhong, is that the Valley of No Life up ahead? The Guiyuan Pills I take every month are refined from the Spiritual Essence that drifts out of this valley?"
Beside her, an old man smiled. "That's right! Third Miss, many powerful factions are entrenched in this valley. You must remember not to draw attention to yourself! Although our Murong Family is China's Number One Martial Arts Family and has a Golden Core Ancestor overseeing it, we are not invincible!"
"I know! If it weren't to see Brother Xiao, who would come to such a godforsaken place?" the beautiful young girl replied impatiently.
Before long, the two arrived at the valley entrance and discovered that people from several camps had gathered there.
"Qingcheng, why are you here?"
A handsome young man stepped forward to greet her. He was Xiao Feiyang, known in Huaxia's cultivation world as the Little Martial Saint!
Murong Qingcheng swiftly dismounted from the White Tiger and said joyfully, "Brother Xiao! I came to visit you! Tomorrow is your birthday, yet you're still stuck in this wretched place..."
Her words immediately drew furious glares from quite a few people nearby.
Some had great snakes coiled around their bodies.
Some toyed with poisonous creatures.
Some were enveloped in a sinister ghostly aura...
"Please don't take offense, everyone!..."
Xiao Feiyang hurriedly cupped his fists in apology, then said softly, "Qingcheng, the Valley of No Life occasionally erupts with vast amounts of Spiritual Essence. I fought hard to secure a spot, so naturally I can't give it up just because of my birthday! With you here to keep me company, this year's birthday will be especially unforgettable!"
"Hee-hee!"
Murong Qingcheng giggled, delighted.
At this moment, Xiao Feiyang quietly began introducing the others