The usually quiet Hall of Sinners had recently become unusually lively. Lan Ting watched it all with worry, but there was nothing she could do.
She had no reason to stop her senior and junior sisters. Their visits to see a guest were perfectly proper.
Even if their intentions weren't exactly pure.
Fortunately, when night fell, the senior and junior sisters knew where to draw the line. They didn't return to bother Lu Yang while he rested, which let Lan Ting breathe a little easier.
Even though Lu Yang still couldn't rest at night.
"Master, that's the latest on Lu Yang." Jinghong, now shrunken down, spoke to the pitch-black ring in her hand.
She didn't know what her master was wary of, but he didn't dare probe with his divine sense, so she could only recount Lu Yang's performance in the Immortal Palace.
The consciousness inside the ancient black ring pondered for a moment before a deep, aged voice rang out. "It seems this boy has a rather special constitution. He was born with a constitution that attracts women. Perhaps the Golden Core he formed at the Golden Core stage was a Harem Golden Core!"
"You must keep your distance from him. Don't let his constitution affect you. Those who can form a Harem Golden Core are often rejected by heaven and earth, and meet tragic ends."
"As you command."
Jinghong stroked the ancient black ring, feeling exceptionally reassured.
She had obtained the ring in a secret realm. The being inside was ancient and powerful, and knew everything. It had guided her in her cultivation. Under its direction, she had improved her constitution step by step, mastered the art of crafting artifacts, and advanced to Spirit Transformation. That was how she had achieved what she had today.
Because the