Nine Heavens Continent, west. Crape Myrtle Mountain.
Half a month ago, a group of cultivators arrived at Crape Myrtle Mountain.
The spiritual energy here was neither abundant nor even adequate—it could be called scant. There were no heavenly treasures or cultivation resources either. Aside from being relatively tall, the mountain had no notable features.
Thus, cultivators could not be bothered to come to such a godforsaken place.
The leader of the cultivators occupying Crape Myrtle Mountain was none other than Fang Meiyun.
By now, the people following her had grown into a mighty force of over a hundred.
More than half of them were female cultivators, while male cultivators made up only a small portion.
This was the Fist Sect that Fang Meiyun had built with her own hands!
The Fist Sect should have been made up entirely of female disciples.
However, for the sect's development and convenience, she had still recruited a group of male cultivators.
These male cultivators were as lowly as ants within the sect and had been named Black Sheep Disciples. Their cultivation levels varied, but they all shared one trait: they were infatuated with a certain female disciple of the Fist Sect.
Even if she was so ugly that she grieved her loved ones and delighted her enemies.
These Black Sheep Disciples were still willing to humbly and loyally lick their shoes like watchdogs.
Meiyun was perhaps the only one who could tolerate this group.
In her eyes, men were only barely qualified to live if they were like this!
At this moment, everyone stood in neat ranks.
Fang Meiyun stood atop the mountain peak, only one step away from the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm!
Such rapid cultivation progress and such astonishing talent made her more than ten times stronger than when she