While the armies of the Six Devil Dao Sects won a great victory along the Jin Drum Plains and scattered to pursue and surround the Five Sects' remaining forces, while the Five Great Sects fled in panic like strays and lived in constant fear, a man sat leisurely drinking wine in the main tent of the Six Devil Dao Sects' camp, behind the Jin Drum Plains front lines. He looked barely more than twenty, with fine clothes, fair skin, and strikingly handsome features. Every gesture exuded an effortless, dashing charm. He watched the singing girls and dancers play music, sing softly, and dance gracefully across the exquisite carpet in the tent.
At first glance, he seemed to be a young man of about twenty. But on closer inspection, it was easy to see a hint of world-weariness in his eyes, and faint crow's-feet at their corners.
Stranger still, the first time anyone saw him, they were always struck by an odd impression. There was an indescribable, cloying scent of powder about him, and he looked almost like a woman.
Yet there was no doubt he was a man. The Adam's apple at his throat and his unremarkable chest made that clear.
As for why a man would paint his face and wear such heavy makeup, or why he would dress himself in such a delicate, feminine manner, no one knew.
But no one should underestimate him because of his appearance. If his true identity were revealed, the entire cultivation world of the Xu Kingdom would be shaken.
For he was none other than the Nascent Soul mid-stage great cultivator Yunlu Ancestor, of the Joyful Union Sect, one of the Six Devil Dao Sects!
He was at the Six Devil Dao Sects' front-line camp because he was one of the Nascent