Scandal in Flowering Valley

Fortunately, however long the river stretched, the little boat glided along effortlessly under Feng Ji's internal energy.

Ahead lay Flowering Valley, familiar to both her and Lin Xiaosu.

Red blossoms and green trees lined both banks, as though spring had arrived earlier here than in the Outside World.

The peach blossoms on Venerable Lord Peak were lovelier still.

The two left the boat and, in a few bounds, reached the tree.

As the fragrance of peach blossoms drifted into their noses, another exquisite floral scent wafted from the cave. The wind stirred, robes fluttered, and a woman stood gracefully at the entrance.

Hua Miaoyi.

Time flowed like water. Upon others, it often carried away spring's radiance and left the marks of wind and frost. Upon her, it seemed to carry away only dust, leaving spring forever behind.

"Overlord Hua!" Lin Xiaosu bowed.

Hua Miaoyi smiled softly. "Just now, standing where you stand, I heard rumors from the martial world. You slew Chi Lian in a single battle. The storm sweeping Kun Cang will not subside for a hundred years."

"Actually, during this time, my senior sister and I fought side by side, and Chi Lian wasn't the only person we killed," Lin Xiaosu said.

Hua Miaoyi's delicate body trembled...

"At the Yin-Yang Monastery, Yang Jiulie did not stray from his Dao Path and suffer heavenly punishment. He chose the wrong side and received his just deserts!" Lin Xiaosu added.

Hua Miaoyi stopped breathing altogether.

Feng Ji seemed to stop breathing as well.

She knew that a plan concerning Kun Cang's entire future was about to emerge.

Hua Miaoyi drew a deep breath. "Tea is ready. Please come into the inner cave and tell me everything."

Inside the cave lay a pool dark as night, a tree lovely as a painting,