They crossed the Sunset Forest and headed east, toward the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect,
Half a day later,
At noon,
The snow-white cloud patterns on the Datura Snake's egg had tangled with its original crimson hue, gradually turning the crimson egg white.
At dusk,
Xia Yan returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Along the way, he saw many men and women wearing gold-fringed waist ornaments, all with different appearances,
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had only about a thousand direct-line disciples. It might sound like a lot, but in a sect as vast as theirs, they seemed few and far between,
Those who saw him, whether young or old, either turned away and pretended not to notice him or greeted him respectfully with clasped hands and a kindly smile,
The older ones simply weren't as deferential as the younger generation.
By now, Xia Yan was incredibly famous within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. His legend had spread through every level of the sect,
There was no other reason,
Everyone was simply too grateful, too shaken.
Everyone knew that before Xia Yan arrived, the name people feared hearing most, and the person they dreaded seeing most, was Ning Rongrong. She was a Little Demoness, utterly lawless,
If she was in a good mood, she'd torment people for fun; if she was in a bad mood, she'd do the same,
Anyone who dared show the slightest dissatisfaction might find some sect members deliberately picking a fight with them to prove their loyalty,
Because Ning Rongrong was the darling of the Sect Master, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo,
There were rumors that Sect Master Ning Fengzhi wanted to discipline his daughter, but first, they were only rumors; second, he might want to, but no one had ever