Song Wen rose into the air and blocked Wu Lingzhu and the others' path.
"I am Jiang Yushan. Greetings, Fairy Lingzhu."
Seeing someone bar their way, Wu Lingzhu and the others immediately halted in midair.
Before Wu Lingzhu could speak, a man in a black brocade robe stepped several yards forward. He glared furiously at Song Wen and barked, "Who are you? How dare you block Fairy Lingzhu's way!"
"I am from the Jiang Clan of Shangchu City, under the Jade Spirit Palace. I have long heard of the Fairy's illustrious name and came especially to pay my respects," Song Wen said.
The man in black brocade clearly had never heard of the "Jiang Clan of Shangchu City" and looked utterly bewildered.
Yet he was not the sort to lose his head over beauty. Since he did not know the Jiang Clan's true background, he did not continue throwing his weight around. Instead, he turned to Wu Lingzhu and let her make the decision.
"The Jiang Clan of Shangchu City...?"
Wu Lingzhu's beautiful eyes appraised Song Wen from head to toe for a moment, then a warm smile suddenly bloomed across her face.
"So it is Fellow Daoist Jiang! I have long heard the elders of my clan mention the Jiang Clan of Shangchu City and your name many times. Now that I have met you, Fellow Daoist truly possesses extraordinary bearing and profound cultivation."
"You flatter me, Fairy. My mid-stage Spirit Transformation cultivation is not worth mentioning before you," Song Wen said.
After only one exchange, Song Wen had gained a firsthand sense of the intelligence Mo Yexue had provided—that Wu Lingzhu was a master schemer.
After all, there was no Jiang Clan of Shangchu City under the Jade Spirit Palace. Shangchu City and the Jiang Clan were a