Chu Yingluo!

The door of the bamboo hut slowly opened.

A woman who looked barely past twenty stepped out of the hut.

She wore a plain white robe, her bare feet treading through pale purple flowers. Her ink-black hair fell to her ankles, swaying gently with her steps.

Her face was cool and exquisitely beautiful, untouched by worldly dust. Her eyes were the color of chaos, with faint streams of chaotic light swirling deep within her pupils.

There was not a trace of immortal power around her, nor even the slightest pressure from the laws that an Immortal Lord should possess.

Yet simply standing there so casually, she seemed to be one with heaven and earth.

The mountain breeze curved around her of its own accord, and petals landing on her shoulders slid off soundlessly.

Li Qingshan's heart trembled slightly.

He could not see through Chu Yingluo's cultivation at all. In fact, she somehow felt even stronger than Qin Wencang.

How was that possible?

Qin Wencang was a peak expert at the ninth heaven of the Immortal Lord Realm, only one step away from becoming an Immortal King. Had Chu Yingluo already entered the Immortal King Realm?

More importantly, upon seeing Chu Yingluo, Li Qingshan felt the chaos laws within him tremble faintly, like soldiers meeting their general. They shared the same source, yet hers were unfathomably deep.

Chu Yingluo glanced indifferently at Qin Wencang. Her gaze lingered on Li Qingshan for less than a breath before moving away.

Her voice was cool and flat.

"Qin Wencang, I have no interest in taking a disciple. Go back!"

Qin Wencang seemed to have expected her to say this. He was not annoyed and merely gave a wry chuckle.

"Junior Sister Chu, surely Void Heaven Peak needs a successor?"

"I don't need a successor.