Clouds Fly, Swords Dance Across a Thousand Miles - Supreme Skill Leaves No Trace: Watching Fantasy Swords and Spirit Talismans at Leisure

Xing Yan had come to Jieyang in high spirits, thinking only of rooting out bandits and slaying monsters. What he had never expected was that his identity as a Highest Clarity Disciple alone would require such lengthy scrutiny from Commandery Commandant Bao.

Xing Yan naturally felt rather dispirited, but Bao Chuxiong was none too pleased either. Looking at the two young Daoist attendants before him, the commandant could not help grumbling inwardly:

This Shangqing Palace... could they be so full of their own importance that they paid no heed to our prefect's request for aid? Why send just two young attendants to fob me off? My lads and I aren't going out for a springtime picnic-we're going to fight for our lives!

While he was fretting, a messenger suddenly reported that members of the Celestial Master Order sought an audience. It was like sweet rain after a long drought. Bao Chuxiong immediately told a soldier to invite the venerable Daoists into his tent.

Before long, eleven or twelve people filed inside. Leading them, surprisingly, was a young woman in the bloom of youth, approaching with graceful steps.

Once she had come to a stop, the maiden in plain clothes dipped in a slight curtsy, then parted her cherry lips and spoke gently:

"I am Zhang Yuner, a disciple of the Celestial Master Order. At my father's instruction, I descended the mountain to travel with my senior brothers Sheng and Lin. Passing through your jurisdiction, we heard that monsters and bandits were causing trouble, so we came expressly to lend you our aid, Commandant."

"Ha ha! How thoughtful of you, venerable Daoists. Bao Chuxiong offers his thanks! And these gentlemen are...?"

The other members of the Celestial Master Order then greeted Bao Chuxiong in turn and briefly introduced themselves.

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