Seeing that Tianmo had grown timid, Fan Quqing began pressing her relentlessly, sneering with cutting disdain. "They say you're the foremost extraordinary woman in all of Kang Prefecture. Meeting you is certainly worse than hearing about you. In my opinion, you're nothing but a product of country bumpkins singing their own praises and showering you with adulation. You don't even dare sign a mere Life and Death Contract. You're a disgrace to the Yin Sha Sect—and to your master."
Tianmo looked as if Fan Quqing's words had struck a sore spot. Her cool, striking eyes narrowed. "Fan Quqing, you've gone too far. Fine, a Life and Death Contract it is. I want to see what you're really capable of." Black baleful demonic qi surged out of her, and in the small hall, the winds and clouds began to churn.
The Yin Sha Sect had few Grand Elders. Their numbers had accumulated over generation after generation, over many years, yet totaled no more than eleven. And though eleven Nascent Soul-level elders might sound like a lot, a Nascent Soul Cultivator who was lucky could live for over a thousand years without difficulty. The oldest in the Yin Sha Sect was now more than eleven hundred years old, practically at death's door. Yet he was also the sect's most powerful Grand Elder, its sole high-tier Nascent Soul Cultivator. Normally, the old man took no part in any of the sect's affairs, large or small. While he was still alive, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to breaking through to the Spirit Transmutation level. But how could reaching that level be easy? So far, not even half a Spirit Transmutation Expert could be found anywhere in Kang Prefecture. That alone showed just how rare such experts were.
Setting aside the two Grand Elders in seclusion