White gauze draped over the entire Purple Wood Carriage, concealing whoever sat within.
But Ning Xiaochuan's spiritual perception was powerful. A mere thin veil could not obscure his eyes, and he naturally saw the woman in violet seated inside.
Wasn't she Zi Hanyan, whom he had met several times in Sky Stone City? Her features were exquisitely fair, her brows like willow leaves and her eyes like deep pools. Clever and quick-witted, she was no ordinary woman.
Yet no matter how intelligent she was, she could not stand against the Demon Fang Hall. To keep the Zi Clan from suffering the Demon Fang Hall's suppression, she could only be offered as a "Tribute Maiden" to the Liao King.
Of course, she also knew that she would most likely never even see the Liao King's true form. She would only become Young Master Wuyue's cultivation furnace. Though she clearly knew her fate would be miserable, she had no way to defy it and could only submit.
Even the Zi Clan's ancestors could not protect her. How could she possibly resist?
"The Demon Fang Hall is going too far. Under the pretext of tribute, they gather wealth, slaughter the innocent, and seize women by force. Now they do not even regard the Nine Great Clans with any respect, openly snatching away even the Zi Clan's favored daughter of heaven."
"What can be done? The Liao King is simply too powerful. Even the Zi Clan can only swallow their anger and sacrifice one younger woman to preserve the entire clan."
"Young Master Wuyue's Yin Yang Scripture has already reached the realm of Eighth Level Yang Flame. To reach the Ninth Level Yang Flame, he must find a cultivation furnace and first shed the Eighth Level Yang Flame within his body. Only then can