A True Man Lives Between Heaven and Earth, How Can He Be Depressed and Live Under Others for Long?

Headmaster Jingyun of the Dragon-Subduing Realm and Our Lady of Mount Li of the Heavenly God Realm heard the wailing behind them, set down the book in their hands, and said, "What a racket."

Xiang Yuan was most filial toward his master, so he decisively stopped his sniveling, rose and stepped forward, picked up the Phoenix Feather Fan from the desk, and fanned the flames for his master with all his might.

The smoke from the Boshan incense burner was not thick enough; he had to fan harder.

From her profile alone, Jingyun looked exactly as she had in the Dragon-Subduing Realm, peerlessly beautiful.

With her hair done up now, her temples looked as sharply cut as blades, her brows fierce and commanding. She possessed a regal, luxurious air without losing any of her cold, domineering presence.

Xiang Yuan could only cry out in his heart that her overbearing aura was spilling everywhere.

There was no need to mention her figure. The waters and mountains of Mount Emei had nurtured her for more than a day or two. As her disciple, he only needed to know it in his heart. Following Layman Bai Yue's advice, he had to keep his eyes in check and must not offend his elder.

"Who are you?"

Jingyun tilted her head slightly. Between her brows was a red lotus marking, divided into three petals, its slender curves delicate and elegant, lending several more ineffable charms to her already exquisite face.

"This disciple... Xiang Yuan."

Before a great cultivator of divine abilities, Xiang Yuan did not dare bring up Li Xianyuan's alias again.

Headmaster Jingyun nodded and remarked that he was teachable. She seemed to know everything as she slowly said, "I once said that you and Bai Yue share quite a karmic connection. If you