"Ah..."
Ji Qingtang fell silent for a moment, then sighed again.
"I really don't know what to do with you. Fine, I'll tell you, but you're not allowed to start shouting again."
"I promise!" Qingyuan nodded like a pecking chick.
She had only just begun to feel reassured.
The next moment, Ji Qingtang's voice exploded beside her ear like thunder!
"Lu Yuan."
Ji Qingtang smiled. "That senior's name is Lu Yuan."
What?!
Every hair on Qingyuan's body stood on end, and her scalp went numb. "Who?!"
Qingyuan felt as though her brain were trembling.
As a senior elder of the Azure Mist Sect known for working tirelessly, one of her main duties was keeping abreast of events across the Northern Netherworld Domain.
Naturally, that nightmare of a name struck her like a thunderclap.
Even with the Heavenly Strategy Manual and other resources at her disposal, she was far from all-knowing. But she had heard plenty about the mysterious Rogue Cultivator who had recently thrown the Northern Netherworld Domain into an uproar.
That very morning, she had even thought that anyone connected to this Lu Yuan must have suffered eight lifetimes of bloody bad luck.
After all, most of the Northern Netherworld Domain's top powers had issued a Golden Kill Order against him. Even if he truly was a Half-Step Heavenly Realm expert, his life was hanging by a thread.
The same went for his family and friends.
Fortunately, the Azure Mist Sect was merely an insignificant second-rate power, nowhere near qualified to get involved in a struggle at that level.
That was how it should have been...
Qingyuan clenched her teeth, her breathing turning ragged.
Ordinarily, a connection to a Half-Step Heavenly Realm expert really would have been enough to intimidate the elders of the Nine Nether Hall.
But under