"Of course it didn't succeed." Lin Xian coughed once and waved the horsetail whisk in his hand. It transformed into a curtain of heaven, instantly silencing the noisy curses. He smiled faintly. "It's just that my lineage has some connection with Yaochi's first-generation Saint—er, Saintess."
"First-generation Saintess?" Yaochi Saintess was slightly stunned. She didn't remember Yaochi ever having a first-generation Saintess.
Yaochi Sacred Land was a Dao lineage founded by Western Empress in her later years. At that time, her husband, the Great Accomplished Saint Physique, had died from a curse. Heartbroken, Western Empress established the rule that Yaochi would rarely accept male disciples, much less have a Saint.
Throughout the ages, only a few Yaochi Saintesses had married out. Most of them had succeeded to the position of Queen Mother of the West.
"Woof, woof, woof..." Big Black Dog barked arrogantly. "Yaochi did have a Saint. You bunch of unfilial descendants should go back and look through the ancient texts."
Yaochi Saintess's expression grew increasingly strange. Her voice was ethereal, like celestial music. "Then I must be ignorant. Daoist Priest, please come up for a while."
The descendants of the Thirteen Great Bandits immediately began howling like ghosts and wolves. "Beast! What a beast!"
And just like that, he easily entered Yaochi Saintess's boudoir.
Under countless murderous gazes, Lin Xian and his group entered the building where Yaochi Sacred Land was temporarily staying. Several white-clad maidens attended them, guarding nine pieces of stone.
Lin Xian glanced over them and fell into thought. It seemed that Yaochi Saintess had come to the Northern Region this time to find a Source Heavenly Master.
The two Daoist boys beside him, Second Fool and Wang Shu, were staring at the stones in a daze.
"Daoist Priest, did you discover anything unusual?" Yaochi Saintess