By then, Li Zhouying had also noticed Jiang Yang following behind the True Person.
It's him, that young cultivator...
Her eyes widened, and a fleeting change crossed her impassive face. Foundation Establishment cultivators never forgot what they had seen; clearly, she had recognized Jiang Yang.
But this was no time for greetings, so the two merely exchanged a glance before looking away.
Xuan Xi was, after all, an exalted Purple Mansion cultivator, and no one dared keep the True Person waiting. Jiang Yang had not been on Dawn Rain Peak long before two more disciples arrived, one after another.
As he watched them pay their respects to the True Person in turn, Jiang Yang actually spotted a "familiar face."
Barely familiar, really—it was Jiang Junrui, who had joined Chong'e Peak. They had only exchanged a few pleasantries and were no more than nodding acquaintances.
Now that they met again, he had transformed from an ordinary disciple into a core disciple of his peak. His brows and eyes were alight, and he looked full of confidence and high spirits.
Then another female disciple stepped forward. Her features were picture-perfect, and her red lips were so luscious they seemed ready to drip, making her particularly eye-catching. As she approached, her graceful figure dipped in an elegant bow.
"Xixun pays her respects to the True Person."
"Mm. There's no need for such ceremony. Rise."
True Person Xuan Xi raised her eyes from the seat of honor and acknowledged her, then turned toward Li Zhouying, who stood attending at her side.
"Where is Qingzheng?"
"Reporting to the True Person, a message was sent to notify her earlier. She should be here soon."
Li Zhouying bowed as she replied.
Before long, two more disciples arrived, a man and a woman, both with reserved expressions. After