"Qin Dingyi..."
Among the cultivators stood two beautiful young women, one in a black dress and the other in white robes. Their exceptional bearing made them stand out like cranes among chickens.
The girl in black wore a brooding expression, baleful intent gathered between her brows. An unmistakable viciousness dulled her beauty by three parts. She was none other than Qin Dingyi, the demonic maiden of the Threefold Way who had fought Jiang Yang to the death.
The white-robed girl beside her also caught Jiang Yang's attention, not because of her beauty, but because her features looked as though she and Qin Dingyi had been born from the same womb.
Had their bearing and makeup not differed, they would have been almost impossible to tell apart.
Were these two twin sisters?
Jiang Yang wondered in surprise.
The loss of an arm lay between him and Qin Dingyi. If they met, he hardly needed to imagine whether she would greet him kindly.
He was not afraid, but the other side had strength in numbers. Realizing this, Jiang Yang knew he would still have to exercise some caution.
"What is it?"
Seeing his hesitation, Shang Qingzheng asked.
"Nothing. I just spotted an enemy. Let's head down."
Jiang Yang shook his head and led Shang Qingzheng over to their fellow disciples.
This was clearly no place to fight alone. Whatever else might be said, his fellow disciples were trustworthy enough to rely on.
The two descended soundlessly before the hall and joined the three already there.
"Brother Jiang!" "Daoist brother!"
Sensing movement, Qingyan and Zhao Xixun turned and saw Jiang Yang approaching. They greeted him in delighted surprise.
Then they noticed Shang Qingzheng behind him, and both felt a stir in their hearts.
Qingyan's expression remained natural as she took the lead in