Jiang Yuru led the party from Hundred Flowers Valley.
After hearing all the legends about Lin Bai, Tang Lanling ultimately lacked the courage to face him alone. She feared he would force her to commit some disgraceful act in public like Daoist Void had, and she feared being turned into a puppet...
Having cultivated for several hundred years and witnessed every facet of human life, she naturally knew about the sordid affairs between men and women.
Although she was several hundred years old, more than old enough to be Lin Bai's great-grandmother, Hundred Flowers Valley's cultivation arts excelled at maintaining the body. Her looks and bodily functions were scarcely different from when she was in her twenties.
Lin Bai had not even spared that old man Daoxu. If she became a puppet, who knew what she would endure?
Besides.
Why should Hundred Flowers Valley have to feign surrender?
It was not as though she had no backing!
Because Jiang Qingqin was Lin Bai's lover?
What a joke. If Lin Bai truly cared about Jiang Qingqin, he would never have done such filthy things as seducing Daoxu and planting so many spies in Hundred Flowers Valley.
Tang Lanling did not believe in love, but she feared Lin Bai would throw caution to the wind and slaughter his way over.
After all, Jiang Qingqin was in Hundred Flowers Valley. The chances of him coming there first were far too high.
After much deliberation, Tang Lanling still sent Jiang Yuru and her disciple out to find a way to delay Lin Bai, while she personally headed to the Moon Spirit Sect to seek help.
To win Lin Bai's trust, Tang Lanling spared no expense, assigning a third of Hundred Flowers Valley's Golden Core cultivators. She had only one demand for Jiang Yuru: she