Time passed quickly.
This was a private invitation, not a formal gathering. Precisely because of that, the gossip was enormous, and the excitement unprecedented.
If the gossip surrounding Zhao Yan had initially sparked discussion among some hundred thousand people, then Xue Xue's inexplicable decision to step in had turned it directly into a topic of discussion on the scale of millions.
Mainly because this story left far too much to the imagination.
Both holy maidens had entered the fray, and at the center of it all was Pei Feng—a fellow many secretly called a fool.
Even if nothing had actually happened, countless people still could not help discussing it feverishly.
Although this world had no such thing as the internet, nor did it have trending searches, the methods of cultivation were no worse than technology. All sorts of chat groups already existed—sect groups, private friend groups, public groups—basically everything one could want.
Thus, over the past few days, the names Pei Feng, Zhao Yan, and Xue Xue had become topics in nearly every kind of group.
Xue Xue's invitation in particular had stirred the imaginations and curiosity of countless people. They simply could not understand why this holy maiden had taken the initiative to enter the fray.
To steal a man?
Most people immediately dismissed that idea.
The possibility was far too low. After all, what sort of person was Pei Feng? If it had been Qiao Tian or Xiao Zhan, there might have been the slightest possibility.
Hm? You ask who Qiao Tian and Xiao Zhan were?
Naturally, they were existences standing at the very peak of the Taiyi Realm, capable of breaking through at any moment to become Daluo and vault into the ranks of true powerhouses.
Their strength was not all they had; both also came from