Eldest Miss Jiang Yuechu Makes Her Debut Before the Central White Jade Steps
The three of them stood in line, finally nearing the desk.
Long Zhi naturally edged closer, her hands lightly supporting Jiang Yuechu's left arm.
Jiang Yuechu's brows drew together slightly, and instinctively, she moved to brush that hand away.
Quick-eyed and nimble-fingered, Long Zhi secretly pinched the girl's sleeve cuff and lowered her voice.
"Eldest Miss, we're acting."
Jiang Yuechu froze. In the end, she suppressed the urge to fly into a rage and let the other woman support her.
Half a step behind them, Chen Zheng rested one hand on the hilt of the saber at his waist.
His head was slightly lowered, his expression cold and stern—the very picture of a guard raised by some great cultivation clan.
The three arrived before the desk.
The cultivator in the water-blue Daoist robe lifted his eyelids and swept his gaze over them.
When his eyes settled on Jiang Yuechu's face, his brow creased faintly.
"You fellow Daoists look unfamiliar. Is this your first time coming to our Water Marsh Sect for the Thousand Rain Grand Rite?"
At their level of cultivation, let alone possessing a photographic memory, they could even commit the circulation of one's aura to heart.
Especially the girl in the middle.
With her aloof, otherworldly bearing, if she had ever appeared in the Water Marsh Sect before, he could not possibly have no impression of her.
Besides, though the Water Marsh Sect proclaimed that it welcomed all comers and formed good ties far and wide—
the Celestial Rain Jade Well was, after all, the foundation upon which the sect stood. It opened only once a century, and countless people coveted it.
When faced with unfamiliar cultivators, routinely questioning their background was simply part of