"Greetings, Young Master." Before long, the two women met Gu Hui as well. Though secretly on guard, Yun Yun smiled faintly, her voice gentle and pleasant.
Nalan Yanran stood behind her master, dressed in a fitted pink outfit that made her look both charming and heroic.
She curiously sized Gu Hui up, a trace of surprise flashing through her eyes. The two of them had heard there was a fortuitous opportunity here, so they had entered in search of it. Along the way, they had encountered several magical beasts at the Dou Emperor and Dou Zong levels.
Yet this scholar before them—yes, in her eyes, his temperament was unmistakably that of a scholar—was actually still standing here alive.
"Greetings, ladies. This is a desolate wilderness where magical beasts run rampant. You should leave while you can, lest you lose your lives."
Gu Hui warned them only because farther in, Dou Zun-level magical beasts would no longer be rare. There were even Advanced Dou Zuns and Half-Saints within the secret realm.
"Isn't Young Master perfectly safe as well?" Nalan Yanran asked, clearly unconvinced.
Gu Hui did not respond to her words. "I presume you came looking for the secret realm. There's no need to go any farther. If you enter it, death is certain.
"As for opportunities, I find the two of you rather pleasing to the eye."
As he spoke, he sent each of them a medicinal pill—one seventh-tier pill and one eighth-tier pill.
There was even a Heaven Tier cultivation technique, the Wind and Cloud Sword Art. Gu Hui had casually created it based on his past insights into swift swordsmanship.
"A... a Heaven Tier cultivation technique?"
"Seventh-tier and eighth-tier pills?"
The two women were greatly shocked. How could they not realize that they had encountered a senior expert?