Misty Cloud Mountain stood several dozen kilometers north of the Imperial Capital.
Early that morning, Zhou Changqing took his invitation and headed to the Misty Cloud Sect ahead of Xiao Yan.
At the foot of the towering, majestic mountain.
Zhou Changqing walked side by side with Medusa along a flight of steps that led straight to the summit, its far end disappearing into the clouds and mist.
The queen wore her usual attire that day: a red-and-black cheongsam that hugged her voluptuous, graceful figure, and a veil over her exquisite, breathtaking face. As her long, lustrous legs moved, wafts of fragrance drifted toward him.
At the queen's level, she had long since become untouched by dust, her body cleansing itself.
Even if her clothes or body became dirty, a surge of Dou Qi would leave them spotless again.
Besides, none of her clothes were made from ordinary materials.
That was why many powerful people rarely changed their attire.
Catching a glimpse of Queen Medusa's long eyelashes and the colored shadow at the corners of her eyes, Zhou Changqing considered his wording before saying, "Your Majesty, I've heard that Yun Shan, the Misty Cloud Sect's previous Sect Master, hasn't died. He's in secluded cultivation, refusing to emerge until he breaks through."
"Before entering seclusion, Yun Shan was already a Peak Dou Emperor. If he's still alive now, there's a very good chance he's broken through to Dou Zong."
"If I clash with the Misty Cloud Sect today, it might draw Yun Shan out. If he really does appear, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to lend me a hand, Your Majesty."
"Because of that boy named Xiao Yan, who refined the Green Lotus Core Flame?" Medusa gave Zhou Changqing an indifferent glance.
Zhou Changqing made no attempt to hide it