Ji Qingming could not help laughing. "You think the Profound Heart Sect still has that kind of pull?"
The Profound Heart Sect had kept a low profile for too many years. Apart from a few old-timers, hardly any young people knew of it now. Even though Qiao Ranran and the others had traveled widely in recent years, all they had shown the outside world was just how thin the sect's ranks were.
"Qiao Ranran does."
Pei Ling was certain of that. In the eyes of those old-timers, the Profound Heart Sect still carried some weight. In the eyes of the younger generation, Qiao Ranran carried even more.
"Oh?" Ji Qingming turned toward Qiao Ranran, who looked everywhere but at him, and smiled. "Qiao Ranran spent a hundred years in seclusion. You think she still has that kind of pull?"
"She does."
For cultivators, it was only a hundred years in seclusion. Now that Qiao Ranran had successfully advanced to the Deity Transformation Stage, those who already knew her medical skill would see it as good news. They would be scrambling to get on her good side. Why wouldn't they do her this favor?
Come to think of it, his own reputation out there could not hold a candle to Qiao Ranran's. Everyone who knew him knew he was formidable, but he fought so rarely that only a handful of people had seen what he could really do. To most people, Pei Ling was still just—the male cultivator who followed Qiao Ranran.
He did not even have a name of his own. Pei Ling could not help smiling at the thought.
Qiao Ranran could only cover her face helplessly.
On the way back, Pei Ling had told her why he had brought her to Hidden Return Cliff to hold their Bonding