The valley was surrounded by mountains, with clouds and peaks towering all around.
In terrain where enemies could easily hide, ordinary rogue cultivators usually crept through cautiously, afraid of revealing themselves.
But this group approaching from afar came flying low and openly, wind roaring around them, their momentum fierce. They weren't the least bit afraid of being spotted.
That wasn't just because seven or eight of them were experts in the late Third Realm. More importantly, the one leading them was Xue Pinggu, a rogue cultivator from the Heavenly Venerate Society in Dragon City.
At the front was a young man with a resolute face and a cold gaze. He wore loose training clothes, with a snake-headed magical weapon strapped across his back. Many outstanding young rogue cultivators weren't truly without guidance. Take the Xiao family brothers, for instance: an elder in their family cultivated, and had brought them into the fold. They couldn't claim the backing of an Immortal Gate or an influential clan, but someone had still shown them the way.
Xue Pinggu was the same. His parents were both wealthy rogue cultivators, so he'd had the means to cultivate from a young age. His talent had held him back from being selected by one of Dragon City's top sects. If he'd entered a second-rate sect, he'd have had no chance at all of making the Youth Cultivator Convention.
So his family had planned things out and decided he should simply avoid joining a sect and make his name as a rogue cultivator. As it turned out, he'd broken through to the Gang Realm at a young age, joined the Heavenly Venerate Society, and received its full support.
Xue Pinggu had always harbored a fierce determination. He wanted to make his name as a rogue cultivator in Jiang