Meeting Face-to-Face Yet Failing to Recognize Each Other: Perfume Master (Part 1)

Wingless rose to his feet. "Greetings, Fellow Daoist Jiu Yan. I am Wingless, and these are my two fellow disciples..." It seemed that this was also Jiu Yan's first time meeting Wingless. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, both sides took their seats. Following the initial greetings, Daoist Huifeng quietly observed from the side. Jiu Yan looked tall and imposing, yet his speech and bearing were quite courteous, leaving a rather good impression. Still, Huifeng sensed something strange about him, though he could not discern what it was for the moment. He did notice one thing: a thin, pale, translucent haze continuously flowed around Jiu Yan's body. At first, he had thought it was drifting mountain mist brushing past the high cliffs, but upon closer inspection, he realized that it emanated from Jiu Yan himself. Could he have cultivated some unique method? Using the Shangqing Sect's secret art for observing others, Huifeng still could not judge the other man's cultivation. Judging purely by appearances, Jiu Yan gave off an unfathomable and mysterious air. His name truly suited him. Lost in thought, Huifeng forgot to speak for a while. Whether one was doing business or recruiting talent, it was never appropriate to lay all one's cards on the table at the outset. Usually, at times like this, the more steady Daoist Huifeng would take the lead. But now that Huifeng had fallen silent, Wingless simply steered the subject toward talisman arts and cultivation. As expected, this immediately scratched Zhang Miaolin where he itched. Brimming with enthusiasm, Zhang Miaolin pulled Jiu Yan into a discussion of the talisman systems of the various mystic sects, successfully warming up the atmosphere. As the two sides spoke, Daoist Huifeng discovered something else. Jiu Yan seemed to possess a certain degree of accomplishment in talisman arts.