To Jiang Yi, who was gradually learning about the various Dao Lineages of the Jambudvipa Vast Land, the term "fortuitous encounter" had practically come to mean "a great pitfall."
Yet those words possessed a sinister magic. Even knowing that they probably concealed deliberate mystification and shady dealings, he still could not help harboring a sliver of hope.
What if? What if that heaven-flooding good fortune really did come crashing down on my head?
Jiang Yi waited in Gao Family Village for three to five days. The figures around Swan Mountain grew ever more numerous, with more cultivators arriving each day.
The villages and stockades at the mountain's foot grew lively as well, and even the streaks of flight light crossing the sky became more frequent. Had the Great Talisman Sect's Exquisite Dharma Tower not hung in the Azure Firmament, its blazing rosy radiance conspicuous enough to deter the various parties' designs,
chaos would long since have sprouted everywhere in this region.
"Hanyang Prefecture falls under my Qianji Sect's jurisdiction. Seeing that you and Han Li had yet to return, I came specifically to investigate."
Liu Huan coughed twice and said solemnly,
"Besides, I have devoted myself to cultivating the Dao and have never taken a wife.
"Although I damaged my primal yang back then by pretending to indulge in wine and women to deceive that old villain Sui, my Dao heart remains as pure as a newborn's. By rights, I could be considered to possess a pure yang body."
Was a lady descended from a Dao Lineage really that alluring?
Even the Sect Master, who ordinarily never let joy or anger show, had been unable to restrain himself, leaving Sun-Watching Peak to appear in person.
Jiang Yi grumbled inwardly, but respectfully cupped his hands.
"You are absolutely right, Sect Master.