Lin Jiangxian’s group approached the grey-robed elder’s side and bowed before Ao Jue went first.0

“Mhm?” The grey-robed elder was one of the thirty-six envoys from the Heaven’s Gate. He looked at Ao Jue, and his face changed, “Your lineage is also here…”0

Ao Jue smiled, “I’m not the only one here, and I’m just a pawn.”0

“You have the Divine Demonic Palace’s mark, so how can you be a pawn?” Profound Sky Venerable frowned.0

Everyone was surprised because the Divine Demonic Palace was one of the core forces amongst the demonic sects, and their position wasn’t at all inferior to Heaven’s Gate.0

Ao Jue smiled but said nothing.0

But just when Profound Sky Venerable was about to close his eyes, his gaze fell onto Lin Jiangxian. He could sense a deity’s mark on Lin Jiangxian, so he said, “You’re a divine disciple of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion?”0

“I’m only the chief disciple of a branch, not a divine disciple,” Lin Jiangxian smiled. She wasn’t publicly known as...0