Bang, bang, bang.
The knocking was forceful, and at this late hour-Chou Hour in the dead of night-it sounded all the more noisy and grating.
Before long.
An impatient voice came from the other side of the door.
"Coming, coming! Stop knocking! Who knocks on doors in the middle of the night? Do you have any idea how noisy you're being?"
The gates of the Ye Residence opened, and a Ye Family disciple emerged with resentment written all over his face. He yawned and sized up Zhang Yuan, who stood outside.
Don't know him.
Decent looks, though. White robe, a sword at his waist-but that isn't a Daoist Robe of the Mysterious Court Inner Sect. Looks like he's just an Outer Disciple.
Damn it.
What's an Outer Disciple doing knocking on our gates in the middle of the night?
The Ye Family disciple frowned and asked in a thoroughly displeased tone, "Who are you? What are you doing here at this hour?"
Despite the Ye Family disciple's poor attitude, Zhang Yuan was not annoyed. He said mildly, "I'm looking for your Ye Xiangning. Have her come out to see me."
Most cultivators in the Mysterious Court, and indeed throughout the Mountain-Sea Profound Yellow Realm, had heard his name, title, and deeds. But not everyone knew what he looked like, nor had everyone seen his portrait.
As a Celestial Person of the sha ingestion gang devoration path, he carried immense karma. Merely knowing his name and title was harmless enough, but anyone who had seen his portrait would sense him whenever they were within tens of thousands of miles of him, without even needing to meet face-to-face.
For safety's sake, the two Great Immortal Lords had not circulated his portrait widely, even though they could draw it. They had only allowed