The Rakshasa Sect lay deep in the Taihang Mountains, on the border between Northern Zhili and Shanxi.
Bai Xiuxiu possessed exceptionally refined internal cultivation and excelled especially in lightness skills. Even carrying Pei Lingshuang on her back, she moved as swiftly as a breeze. Following the Tuo River downstream, she passed Jingxing Pass and ran nearly another hundred li, entering Zhending Prefecture.
Zhending Prefecture lay in south-central Northern Zhili, at the eastern foot of the Taihang Mountains and on the northern bank of the Tuo River. When the Great Ming still stood, it had been the southern gateway to the capital, a vital stronghold guarding the imperial heartland.
Now, more than a century after the Great Ming's fall, Zhending Prefecture had lost its strategic importance. Yet its links to the north-south imperial highway and east-west trade routes, together with convenient transport by land and water, had only made it more prosperous. Countless monsters and fiends, factions from every creed and walk of life, gathered within the Prefectural City.
In the world today, the orthodox and unorthodox paths acknowledged the Flying Profound Sect and the Longevity Palace respectively as supreme. Beneath these two pinnacle powers stood the seven branches of the Longevity Palace, the great sects such as Wudang, Shaolin, and Mount Hua, and a handful of powerful clans-
These constituted the first rank!
As one of the Longevity Palace's seven branches, the Rakshasa Sect would naturally never pass up a meal laid before it. Zhending Prefecture was a treasure trove for amassing wealth, and the Rakshasa Sect had established a secret base there, gathering a large number of experts within.
Had Bai Xiuxiu been alone after "betraying" the Rakshasa Sect, she would have detoured around Zhending Prefecture, keeping as far away as possible.
But now she had seen that terrifying