Magnetic Jade

Li Fuchan lowered his eyes. The Fate Jade in his palm was giving off a faint, dusky glow, and understanding dawned at once.

The Ning Family's people had indeed arrived.

But the glow was pale and weak. They were evidently still far away, most likely having only just entered the Southern Border, so there was no need to hurry yet.

He headed straight for Wangci Mountain.

Upon reaching the foot of Wangci Mountain, Li Fuchan released a wisp of golden light and carefully inspected the mountain. Pure qi circulated throughout it, without so much as a trace of the bloody filth left by feeding on flesh.

His brow furrowed, and suspicion stirred:

"Are there really monsters in the Southern Border that don't eat people?"

Then he recalled Huici mentioning that the monster on this mountain had received a casual investiture from a Purple Mansion Lord. Perhaps there was something unusual about him after all.

As he pondered how to proceed, a man's voice suddenly sounded behind him without the slightest warning:

"Oh? A cultivator of 'Li Thunder'? Are you from overseas? What connection do you have to Welcome Ying Isle?"

Li Fuchan's heart clenched, and he spun around.

A young man stood behind him, clad in elaborate ritual robes. He was tall and slender, his face pale, with faint blue marks showing beneath his skin.

Where his eyes should have been, his sockets were perfectly smooth and seamless, without the slightest trace of pupils, as though he had been born without them.

Seeing Li Fuchan's vigilance, the man chuckled, his tone growing gentler instead:

"Hehe, no need to be nervous, fellow Daoist. I am Fengci. Greetings."

He raised his sleeve and gestured loosely toward the mountain, saying leisurely:

"My Wangci Mountain is quite a fine place. It was originally a