Wedding Gift

Pang Huanyin's visit to the Mount Sumeru Mystic Realm was not solely to fulfill the second condition she had promised Lu Ye. She also wished to sit down with Mount Sumeru and properly discuss joining forces.

Though the hope was slim, matters depended on human effort. If one did not try, many things would never be accomplished.

Beside the gateway, Pang Huanyin stood quietly. Old Xiao silently recuperated, while Lu Ye had changed into fresh clothes.

In the distance, from the direction of the Mount Sumeru Range, several figures swept over at high speed. The man in the lead was burly and broad-shouldered, with a thick beard covering his face and an air of natural boldness.

He was Liu Zhenguan, the current master of the Mount Sumeru Mystic Realm.

His face was as dark as water, clearly showing that he was in a foul mood.

That was only natural. Someone had barged in uninvited and forcibly broken through his gateway. It would have been strange if he had been pleased.

So the warnings left behind by their forebears had been true!

Purple Star Dao Palace truly possessed the means to calculate the locations of the other two Mystic Realm gateways—and even methods to forcibly open them.

He had once thought it unlikely, but now that it had happened, he had no choice but to believe it no matter how unwilling he was.

What did that woman want?

More than anger, he felt bewilderment.

That woman surely knew that such methods violated another's taboo. Yet she had exposed them anyway. What was her purpose?

Was she planning to tear all pretense of civility with Mount Sumeru?

That did not seem likely. He had only met Pang Huanyin once, but she was not the sort to act without regard for consequences. Though