The one who spoke was none other than the Artifact Spirit, Ma Sanniang. Only in her own dojo would she tease Feng Jun like that.
The little Daoist nun who was about to strike the bell immediately lit up. "Luo Hua's Feng Mountain Lord?"
By now, Feng Jun was practically a legend within the Daoist Order. Under normal circumstances, ordinary Daoist cultivators could not meet him at all. Even meeting any of Luo Hua's other disciples was quite difficult.
Forget the Dragon Gate Assembly—even during Cinnabar Cloud Heaven's own Secret Realm trials, Feng Jun never showed up. It was said that he had already transcended the level most cultivators concerned themselves with.
Even without him appearing, Luo Hua's disciples remained unmatched during the trials. They alone had two great Qi Condensation cultivators, as well as Xia Nation's number one Innate Expert. And... they never lacked Storage Pouches!
Who did not know how useful Storage Pouches were? Yet no one dared set their sights on Luo Hua's disciples. Any Daoist branch with even a little standing knew how miserably Jade Ruins had ended up.
This little Daoist nun had never seen Feng Jun before. She only knew that not only was his cultivation exceptionally high, but he was also extraordinarily handsome—said to be "the kind of man who made people want to cultivate with him just by looking at his face." When a group of Kun Cultivation practitioners got together, their conversations were even more explosive than those of Qian Cultivation practitioners.
The sky was not fully bright yet, but people could already be seen clearly at close range. The little Daoist nun recognized Feng Jun at a glance—this man really was exceptionally handsome.
She took a deep breath and gathered her courage. "Um... Feng Mountain Lord, may I ask why