Palaces and towers stood ringed by mountains, streams wound gracefully through the landscape, cranes heralded good fortune, and carp leaped from the water.
Such was the immortal paradise Xiao Lin saw after crossing Mist Valley.
"What a paradise on earth! What a Sound Valley!"
Even Xiao Lin could not help exclaiming at the sight of such beauty.
By now, Xiao Lin had seen a fair bit of the world and visited the sect grounds of many first-rate factions.
But truthfully, none of them offered a visual feast as stunning as Sound Valley.
Still, this beautiful scenery would have been even better if he could ignore the people not far ahead of him, all staring at him warily.
Indeed, the moment Xiao Lin broke through Mist Valley, everyone in Sound Valley had been alerted.
Yet after sensing their cultivation levels, Xiao Lin remained unperturbed.
At the same time, the instant he entered Sound Valley, Xiao Lin had already sensed the presence of his grandson, Xiao Ding.
With such a short distance between them, and the safeguard he had left on Xiao Ding, how could he possibly fail to sense his grandson?
"Who are you? Why have you intruded into our Sound Valley?"
Just then, a voice as clear as a mountain spring rang out beside Xiao Lin's ears.
Immediately afterward, the crowd before him parted. A woman in a plain court dress, her face covered by a white veil and her long, raven-black hair cascading down her back, slowly walked through the crowd.
Xiao Lin's gaze settled on her.
Honestly, even without seeing her true features beneath the veil, Xiao Lin was certain that, judging by her bearing and figure, she was unquestionably a great beauty!
But Xiao Lin was not the sort of man who forgot how to walk the