At Last, They Had Arrived

"Third Pavilion Master!"

A graceful figure hurried out from the door.

The woman wore a light-purple gown, with a silver sash around her waist that accentuated her elegant figure.

Her features were lovely, her brows and eyes picturesque. She was Hong Ya, the chief auctioneer of Yellow City's Linlang Pavilion.

Gu Sheng paused slightly, surprise in his eyes.

"Miss Hong? Why are you in the underground city?"

Hong Ya gave a graceful bow, her expression carrying a hint of urgency.

"By Pavilion Master Xiao's order, I came to seek the Third Pavilion Master's instructions. Half an hour ago, we received a plea for help. The sender claimed to be an old acquaintance of yours."

"Oh?"

Gu Sheng raised a brow.

"Who was it?"

"A woman named Xie Qingxuan."

Hong Ya took a plain letter from her sleeve and presented it with both hands.

"She said her family is forcing her into a marriage alliance with a top-tier sect in Great Desolation City. The wedding is tomorrow, and she begs Linlang Pavilion to save her."

"Xie Qingxuan."

Gu Sheng accepted the letter, his fingertips pausing slightly.

The name was like a key, instantly opening the floodgates of memory.

Inside an ancient cave in the desolate mountains, the girl had stood before him. Blood streamed from her shoulder, staining her plain white dress red.

"Brother Gu, run!"

Her voice had been weak, yet resolute.

In a bamboo grove beneath the moonlight, her cheeks had flushed red, tears and determination filling her eyes.

"If taking my primordial yin can help heal your injuries, I'm willing."

Gu Sheng's gaze abruptly turned cold, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop several degrees.

Hong Ya involuntarily took half a step back, a bone-chilling cold crawling up her spine.

"Third Pavilion Master..."

She spoke cautiously.

"Pavilion Master