The young man with the jade belt immediately put some distance between himself and the woman surnamed Jiang. Remembering that his cultivation was far deeper than hers, he relaxed slightly, but her strangeness still kept him from lowering his guard in the slightest.
"There is no need for you to know that." A sneer rose on the woman surnamed Jiang's face.
The young man with the jade belt felt his heart jolt. Suddenly, a needle-pricking pain stabbed through his dantian. When he forcibly circulated his mana, it instead flowed backward through his meridians. Caught utterly off guard, he let out a miserable scream. Then pain flared at the back of his head, his vision went black, and he fainted.
A woman in a white dress and a white gauze hood stepped forward with lotus-like grace. With each step, she easily crossed a distance of over a thousand zhang, as though she had shrunk the earth to an inch. Her long white dress was immaculate, its soft fabric clinging to her body and outlining her voluptuous, fiery curves.
"House Master!" The woman surnamed Jiang bowed to the hooded woman.
"Did you find out where the Azure Script Iron Scroll is?"
The hooded woman's voice was like an oriole's song, soft and sweet to the bone, carrying a peculiar allure that stirred the soul. Even Lu Xiaotian, hidden in the distant woods, felt something strange in his heart.
This woman possesses a Solitary Yin Constitution. Back in the Foundation Establishment Realm, she was already bewitchingly captivating. Now that she has become a Golden Core cultivator, that aura capable of toppling all living beings has become even harder to resist. Hearing her voice, Lu Xiaotian was certain—it really was Luo Ping'er. The Azure Script Iron Scroll... Lu Xiaotian smiled inwardly. Luo Ping'er, Vulture