The cold-looking woman seemed to notice Zhao Jiuge looking at her, and she smiled at him. Zhao Jiuge wondered why she was here. Back during his fight against the youth with the scar, every inner disciple attracted a lot of attention, but she was the most dazzling. The only difference today was that she was wearing red instead of white.

The Lord of the Qing Feng Monastery was so frightened that he was trembling. He asked, “Who is this senior?”

“Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect, direct disciple, Fu Hongling,” the cold woman softly replied. She didn’t even look at the Lord of the Qing Feng Monastery.

Fu Hongling didn’t even move, but the whisk that was wrapped around Zhao Jiuge instantly broke. A precious treasure had been destroyed just like that. Free from his shackles, Zhao Jiuge felt dizzy and lost control of his body. At this moment, Fu Hongling had already descended and grabbed Zhao Jiuge's shoulder.

A faint fragrance entered his nose and he felt something support his shoulder. Zhao Jiuge wanted to stabilize himself, but due to his injuries, he almost fell.

Feeling helpless, he could only weakly say, “Senior Sister.” Direct disciple—those simple words allowed Zhao Jiuge to understand her identity. Generally, disciples started as outer disciples for three years and then they have a chance to enter the inner sect. After entering the inner sect, the outstanding...