For the first time in her life, Feng Piaoxu disobeyed her master's orders. After finding her senior sister, she did not return immediately, but began asking around to discover what had happened to her.
People came and went along the streets of Wing City.
Most were rogue cultivators. Just then, several young cultivators could be heard whispering, "Huh? Didn't we see two women wearing the same pink robes a couple of days ago?"
His companion clearly recognized those robes and quickly turned his friend's head away. "What are you staring at? That's a Heavenly Music Pavilion disciple, from one of the Eight Great Sects." Someone rogue cultivators like them could not afford to offend.
The young cultivator muttered, "I just thought her robes looked pretty."
No sooner had he spoken than a pink figure flashed before them.
The next thing they saw was an exceptionally beautiful female cultivator clutching the Qi Refining cultivator by his collar. Her voice was chilly. "Where did those two women in pink go?"
At that moment, Feng Piaoxu looked like a jade-faced rakshasa to the young cultivator, beautiful yet dangerous.
The young cultivator's face filled with panic. "I-I don't know! I did see girls wearing pink like you, but that was out on the street. How would I know where they were going?"
Feng Piaoxu did not release him, only pressed him further. "Which direction were they heading?"
"North City! They were heading toward North City!" the young cultivator hastily said.
Only then did Feng Piaoxu finally release his collar. The young cultivator scrambled away in terror, stumbling and crawling. Why were beautiful female cultivators so vicious these days?
As his companion ran, he did not forget to scold him. "I told you ages ago that gossiping about the Eight Great Sects isn't something you