Chapter 350 Meeting Nianjun, Flower Thief Li Xian, it really is you, have you seen through my identity?
The disciples who spoke were respectively called "Niu Er", "Tie San", and "Hu Da Luo".
Hu Daluo flattered, "Look at you, so modest. That big event caused a sensation in Flying Dragon City, it was something that made you famous throughout the world. And yet you come to ask us. Our Flower Cage Sect has always been hated by everyone, how could we have such prestige? Now that I think about it, it is truly an honor!"
Seeing that Li Xian's expression hardened as if he was about to make a move, he immediately said, "Now everyone in the underworld is saying that it was you, Master Li, who captured all the women of the Sword Sect. You are ruthless and have a strange temperament. You imprisoned the women in a dark room, inflicting all kinds of humiliation. You have done all sorts of things that have aroused the wrath of both gods and men!"
Li Xian's brow twitched slightly, but he listened patiently. Hu Daluo continued:
"Later, due to the Sword Sect's power, Flying Dragon City was placed under martial law. You had no choice but to release the women. Standing atop the city wall, unafraid of being besieged, you boldly declared, laughing at all the heroes under heaven, and proclaiming to the five major Sword Sects that there was no woman in this world that you, Li Xian, could not capture. Who says the Flower Cage Sect has no heroes? Who says the Flower Cage Sect has no outstanding figures? I, Li Xian, will surpass you all. At that time, you were truly extremely majestic."
Li Xian was speechless with exasperation and retorted, "Nonsense! When did I ever do or say anything like that? You're making it sound so convincing, but did you actually see it with your own eyes?"
Niu Er scratched his head and said, "Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, many elders said at the time that although you were young, you had the potential to be a great flower thief, and your abilities and methods far surpassed theirs. You might become the youngest elder of the Flower Cage Sect. These things are probably true."
Li Xian asked in a deep voice, "Where has this news spread?" Tie San replied, "Anyway, everyone in the Flower Cage Sect knows about it. Your prestige has already surpassed that of Elders like Ye Cheng. I'm afraid that after a little more time and preparation, you'll be famous throughout the world."
The disciples were all excited. Li Xian listened carefully and immediately understood the reason. The Five Mountains Sword Alliance had escaped from the tomb and captured He Wentian. They didn't know what to do with him. If they broke off relations, it would have far-reaching consequences, and Flying Dragon City would inevitably be thrown into chaos.
Determined to suppress the matter and handle it discreetly, He Wentian's actions naturally could not be publicized. The leading elder issued a decree forbidding discussion of matters related to the tomb, and to avoid trouble, sword sect disciples were forbidden from leaving the area. As a result, countless speculations arose from the outside world, but ultimately, the blame naturally fell on Li Xian.
Subsequently, the martial law in Flying Dragon City was lifted, and the Flower Cage Gate escaped the city. Rumors spread, with some harboring malicious intentions and plotting to kill with flattery, while others were simply basking in the glory and greedy for vanity. The rumors continued to circulate, fueled by the crowd, and eventually, trouble arose out of nowhere.
Li Xian sighed inwardly, "My reputation is truly ruined. Oh well, it's just an empty title, why bother caring too much? If I want to return to the Flower Cage Sect's water altar, I still need to reunite with the elders." He then asked, "Is it just you here? Where are the other Flower Cage Sect disciples and elders?"
Hu Daluo chuckled and said, "The city was in chaos at the time, and no one knew what was going on. Everyone scattered and fled. We secretly inquired and recently received news of a rendezvous point. We can meet tomorrow. Of course, now that we've met Elder Li, we will follow his arrangements. If you tell us to go east, we will never go west. If you tell us to go west, we will never go east."
The disciples flattered him, patting their chests to pledge their loyalty. Li Xian had little affection for them and even wanted to arrest them and send them to the authorities for punishment. However, he needed these men to reunite with Hua Long. Li Xian said, "Tomorrow you will lead the way to meet up with the others first, and then we can discuss other matters."
Hu Daluo readily agreed, brought over a bowl of hot porridge, bowed and offered it with both hands, saying obsequiously, "Elder Li, we don't have anything special here, just a few bowls of hot porridge. Would you like to try some to warm yourself up?"
Li Xian scanned the group, pondering, "These people are truly despicable. Though they fawn over me and shower me with flattery, behind my back they specialize in deception, kidnapping, and other such acts. They harm ordinary people. Although I won't kill them, I'm not willing to let them get away with this so easily." After a moment's thought, an idea struck him. He took the bowl of white porridge, took a small sip, jumped onto the offering table, and sat down. He then said leisurely, "You eight are quite sensible and can be considered somewhat useful. However, you have violated the sect rules. Now that I've seen this, I can't pretend nothing happened. The eight of you will form a circle and play a game of passing slaps. You must slap until they're unconscious."
The disciples gasped in surprise, still trying to curry favor and gain sympathy. Li Xian, however, had been taught by Wen Caishang, possessing a ruthless and calculating nature, adept at weighing interests. Once he was determined to punish, he wouldn't back down. The disciples, utterly helpless, formed a circle and took turns slapping him, head to head, endlessly. The sound of "slap, slap" echoed throughout the dilapidated temple.
At first, each person, mindful of their friendship, dared not slap too hard, yet also fearing to appease Li Xian and incur severe punishment; they dared not slap too lightly either. After a round, all was well. But Niu Er, clumsy as ever, once misjudged the force and slapped Hu Daluo, leaving his face swollen. Hu Daluo gritted his teeth in anger, but unable to slap Niu Er, he waited to vent his frustration on the next person. Friendship shattered, resentment grew. From then on, the slaps became increasingly loud. Before slapping, sleeves were rolled up, shoulders were rubbed, and wrists were twisted, the slap delivered with relentless force.
It eventually escalated into a life-or-death struggle. Li Xian intervened, allowing only slaps, not physical violence. The eight men, their anger rising, filled with hatred and resentment, unleashed their fury on the last man.
Before long, his cheeks were swollen and red, his skin torn and bleeding, covered in handprints and blood. At this point, Li Xian no longer needed to supervise him; the eight men would have knocked him unconscious or killed him.
Two weaker, less skilled, and mediocre fighters foamed at the mouth, their eyes rolled back, and they were slapped unconscious. The number of people dwindled, the circle tightened, but the hatred intensified. The group formed a circle and took turns slapping each other; the person behind slapped themselves, and they slapped the person in front of them. To avenge each slap, they had to knock out all their opponents, leaving only the two of them remaining. Only then could they truly vent their frustrations and settle their scores face-to-face.
The fewer people there were, the deeper the hatred grew. When only three remained, their tacit understanding was perfect; one slapped the other, and the other slapped him without hesitation. When the third person fainted, the remaining two, their eyes blazing with fury, slapped each other until their teeth were shattered, their eyes bulged, and their noses were crooked.
They were in a pitiful state, barely recognizable as human. In the end, Niu Er held on the longest. Li Xian said, "Now that you have won, taking care of them is your responsibility. Do not delay my journey." He lay down on the offering table, closing his eyes to rest.
Niu Er dared not disobey, but with his teeth broken, tongue cracked, eyes swollen, and nose crooked, it was even more difficult for him to make a sound. He could only make "uh uh" sounds and nod slightly.
And so they spent the night in the dilapidated temple. As night deepened, Hu Daluo, Tie San, and the others awoke, speechless with fear, utterly terrified of Li Xian. They believed the rumors that this man was ruthless and his actions were universally condemned.
Li Xian closed his eyes and slept lightly, observing Wen Caishang's every move through his senses. The carriage was warm and cozy, the candles were out, and the dim light from the charcoal was faint. Wen Caishang had been captured for many days and had already adapted. She used the opportunity to practice her martial arts internally, accumulating martial arts foundation to make up for her recent deficiencies, but when she was bored, she couldn't help but feel extremely annoyed. She tried everything to relieve her predicament but to no avail, and became even more dejected. She would occasionally straighten her back and turn over, sweat dripping from the heat.
The enchanting scenery between the carriages was only noticed by Li Xian.
The next morning, Hu Daluo, his face wrapped in cloth and his head swollen like a pig's, was able to speak and respectfully awaited Li Xian's awakening. The group regrouped at their stronghold and arrived at a vast lake. The shore was lush and green, with towering mountains, clusters of clouds, and several swallows taking flight.
The scenery was beautiful. Hu Daluo told Li Xian that, as far as he knew, the Flower Cage Sect members would be meeting in the lake today. Li Xian looked at the lake view, which was indeed beautiful, but he couldn't help but frown: "Meeting in the lake is not good for me. As a second-realm martial artist, I sink as soon as I touch water. If the boat is destroyed, I will be in a passive position. Moreover, I don't know if what Hu Daluo said is true or false. If it is a trap to kill me, that would be bad. I must be careful about this."
He said, "You all rent boats and get a few fishing boats and ferries first." After everyone dispersed, he carefully considered the pros and cons. "I have the Azure Water Pearl, which can protect me if I fall into the water, but the lake is deep and I sink all the way down. If it's a thousand or ten thousand feet deep, even if I can breathe underwater, it will still be extremely troublesome. But I possess the Golden Light of Magic, and I don't know what effect it will have if I use it in the water. If the effect is good, I can protect myself even if I enter the water. Moreover, the Remnant Demon Playing in the Water and the Sinking River Sword are quite effective when used on water. Even if it's a trap, I can protect myself. To return to the Water Altar as soon as possible, I still need to take a risk and explore."
He immediately tried. First, he removed his clothes, tied a rope around his waist, and secured the other end to a tree. He used his light-footed skill to jump into the lake. Upon touching the water, his body became heavy. The lightness of his martial arts light-footed skill dissipated, and no matter how he swung his arms or tried to tread water, it was useless.
They could move left and right, but it was impossible for them to rise even a fraction of an inch. They could only keep sinking and descending.
Li Xian unleashed his 'Eighteen-Foot Golden Light,' transforming his entire body into a golden stream of light that shimmered upwards. It worked perfectly; countless light spots leaped from the lake's surface, coalescing in mid-air to form a shape. Li Xian's figure materialized, now standing on the lake's surface. He then used the Seven Star Steps to return to the shore.
Li Xian pondered, "Using the Golden Light Technique in the lake can indeed help me escape the water. However, when used in the water, the water quality presents a subtle obstacle. My Golden Light Technique allows me to leap 28 feet, but in the water, I can only barely reach 20 feet. Moreover, the exact direction is very difficult to control, always with some slight deviation. It might be slightly to the east, or slightly to the west, or slightly to the south. But in the end, I can still use the technique to resist sinking!"
[Art of Magic - Golden Light]
[Proficiency: 4/100]
Li Xian, brimming with energy, leaped into the lake again. He used the lake to refine his Golden Light Technique, the light shimmering and ever-changing. After seven repetitions, he felt his strength waning. Desiring to push his limits, Li Xian gritted his teeth and persevered.
He learned the limit was thirteen uses of the Golden Light Technique. He leaped back to the shore, catching his breath and resting. The "Perfect Appearance" was truly remarkable; his recovery was faster than others. Li Xian drank some water, ate some dry rations, and dressed properly. Looking at the vast lake again, he felt confident.
After waiting for another incense stick's time, several plank boats appeared in the distance. Hu Daluo, Tie San, Niu Er, and others sailed back. They waved to Li Xian, who leaped onto Hu Daluo's boat using his light footwork and said, "Let's go, let's hurry to the stronghold to meet up."
Although he knew there might be hidden dangers, nothing in the martial world is ever foolproof. As long as he was aware of the risks, he could give it a try. Li Xian had left the city late and needed the elders' help to return to the Water Altar. He was worried about Nangong Liuli.
Hu Daluo rowed his boat across the vast lake. After about half an hour, he came into view several small boats. Hu Daluo waved and called out, "Are you brothers from the Flower Cage Sect?" His voice was muffled, but his meaning was clear.
The other party replied, "Yes, yes." Hu Daluo said happily, "Elder Li, shall we go and meet up?"
Li Xian nodded in agreement. Hu Daluo steered his boat closer, and the two sides met. They saw that the other side consisted of three people: two rowing the boat and one looking into the distance. After exchanging pleasantries and recognizing each other, Li Xian proceeded to the agreed-upon ferry destination.
Gradually, a small island came into view, lush with vegetation and tangled tree roots. Birds and animals nested among the branches, and at a glance, hundreds, even thousands, of them could be seen. Even before setting foot on the island, the cacophony of birdsong could be heard.
The boat docked, and Li Xian leaped ashore, landing on the island first. The soil was soft and emitted a faint fishy stench; dead fish and shrimp could be seen on the shore. Li Xian pondered, "Although this is a lake, the tides still rise. These dead fish and shrimp must have died on the island after the tide receded. It seems I can't stay here long."
As they ventured deeper, they came across several rows of footprints. Some disciples had already set foot there, and judging from the footprints, Li Xian knew that there were about four or five people with considerable abilities, either disciples of the Imperial Academy or elders.
Passing through a green barrier, one comes to a wide, flat area. Dozens of disciples are scattered about there. In the distance, there is a wooden shed, where Elder Tang Wenshu of the Flower Cage Gate sits.
Upon seeing Li Xian, Tang Wenshu immediately strode over and exclaimed, "Brother Li, I never expected to see you again! I'm so glad to see you're alright!" Li Xian cupped his hands and said, "Elder Tang! Thank you for your concern. Flying Dragon City was extremely dangerous; it's good that you escaped unharmed."
Tang Wenshu said, "Hahaha, those who survive a great calamity are bound to have good fortune. You and I are under the protection of the Candle Sect, so minor dangers and difficulties are nothing to worry about. Hahaha, speaking of Brother Li, he is at the height of his career and his future is limitless! Come, please follow me into the tent and wait quietly."
He waved his sleeve. His trusted subordinates immediately understood and added another wooden stool. Tang Wenshu poured a cup of tea and handed it to him, saying, "Brother Li, you are a dragon among men. From the first time I met you, I knew you were no ordinary person. Indeed, time reveals true character, and distance tests a horse's strength. No... that's not quite right. Brother Li should be one to rise to prominence when the time is right. Your reputation will surely be renowned far and wide."
Li Xian sipped his tea gently. The tea was rather weak, with a lack of lingering aroma; it was ordinary tea. He wasn't particular about it, and after taking a few leisurely sips, he said, "That's just a misconception spread by the brothers in the sect. I'm only a disciple of the Imperial Seal Sect now. Besides, does Elder Tang not know whether those rumors are true or false? I didn't capture any of the women of the Sword Sect."
Tang Wenshu laughed and said, "Good reputation or bad reputation, it's all reputation. We, the members of the Flower Cage Sect, come from humble backgrounds and do the lowest of the low. How could we possibly be completely innocent? The rumors don't need to be true or false. As long as they can enhance your reputation, then it's not a bad thing."
Li Xian said, "A good reputation will certainly boost my chances, but I'm afraid even more people will come looking for me to kill." Tang Wenshu said, "That's true, but Brother Li is exceptionally astute and will be able to handle it."
Tang Wenshu laughed and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you will surely be promoted to elder upon returning to the altar. At that time, you will marry a beautiful woman, start a family business, consume precious treasures, and reach the pinnacle. Hahaha." He stroked his beard and laughed heartily.
He valued his appearance quite a bit. His beard was neatly groomed, and the way he shaved it was very pleasing to the eye, giving him a rather elegant and otherworldly air.
Li Xian said, "Haha, that's far from comparable to Elder Tang, who has already married a beautiful wife, built a business, and consumed precious treasures. I, a junior, still have a long way to go in my cultivation." Tang Wenshu said, "Alas! Your words put me in an awkward position. I know I am capable, and my cultivation is not low, but my skills are shallow. These years I have consumed precious treasures and run a business... Although I have practiced martial arts, I haven't really used them in a long time. Come, have some tea!"
The two laughed heartily, exchanging pleasantries for a while, mostly flattery and polite talk. Li Xian asked directly, "So, this gathering was organized by Elder Tang? After the collapse of the Worry-Relieving Pavilion, what happened to Elder Tang and Elder Ye?"
Tang Wenshu was taken aback. Back when Flying Dragon City was under martial law, Li Xian, Tang Wenshu, and Ye Cheng had secretly infiltrated the Worry-Relieving Tower to investigate. They had intended to split up and uncover the tower's secrets, but a sudden collapse disrupted their plans. Li Xian ventured deep underground, encountering a series of entanglements. Having no time to dwell on their past experiences, and now meeting here, he immediately asked them his questions.
Tang Wenshu shook his head and said, "That's not it. At that time, Flying Dragon City was under martial law, and the city was heavily guarded. They were determined to wipe out the Flower Cage Sect. All the disciples in my sect were in danger and at a loss. At first, the disciples who surrendered were able to save their lives by chance. But later, even if the disciples surrendered, they still had to go through a brutal beating. Very few could withstand it."
"I explored the Tower of Relief with you and Ye Cheng. Suddenly, the tower collapsed, and Ye Cheng and I fled in panic, unharmed by the falling debris. We discovered a dark cave beneath the Tower of Relief. Ye Cheng and I deduced that the women were inside. Just as we were about to go down to investigate, we saw soldiers from the city surrounding the tower. All five major sword sects had gathered beside the cave to discuss their plans."
“It would be dangerous to show up at this time. Moreover, because of the appearance of the giant hole, the city’s security measures have gradually become lax. Several disciples seized the opportunity and were extremely lucky, and managed to escape from the city. However, some were exposed and killed on the spot.”
"At that time, there were also wandering swordsmen who, on behalf of Gao Fengyong, rid the people of evil. They searched for and eliminated women everywhere, and the situation remained dangerous."
"Elder Ye Cheng then said, 'The collapse of the Jieyou Tower indicates something strange is going on inside. It's likely that He Wentian is not innocent. However, our Hualong Sect should be aware of our limitations and avoid getting involved in such strange matters. It's best to take this opportunity to leave, but traveling in groups would be disadvantageous. It's better to break up into smaller groups and scatter. Whoever manages to escape will be credited with their own abilities. Once we're out of the Hualong Sect, we'll try to regroup.' We elders felt extremely helpless. We had only intended to take advantage of the chaos, but we ended up losing more than we gained. However, our lives were at stake, so after discussing it together, we all scattered."
"My Flower Cage Sect was scattered. After I escaped successfully, I was afraid of being hunted down, so I kept a low profile for a while. I did not reveal my whereabouts at all until recently, when the storm had passed. I heard that the Flower Cage Sect had gathered again, so I came here early this morning."
Tang Wenshu explained everything clearly, then inquired about the situation from Li Xian. Li Xian briefly and innocuously recounted the details of the underground cave. After they understood the general situation, Li Xian asked, "In that case, who issued the summons?"
Tang Wenshu said, "I suppose it was an elder who summoned them. He must have scouted this secluded place beforehand and then managed to send a message. It might even be Ye Cheng."
Li Xian said strangely, "I don't think so." Tang Wenshu asked, "How so?"
Li Xian said, "If an elder is summoning a meeting, why not arrive here beforehand to wait? This doesn't make sense." Tang Wenshu, upon hearing this, also felt uneasy and said, "But the secret code for the Flower Cage Sect's meetings must be known by an elder. If it's not an elder, who can secretly spread the message and have the Flower Cage Sect disciples accept the code?"
Li Xian frowned and said, "I remember Elder An Weicheng has already betrayed us. If he intends to leak this information, then things will be different."
As they were talking, a disciple came excitedly to report: "Elder Tang, we can see many ships in the distance. They must all belong to the disciples of my Flower Cage Sect! If our Flower Cage Sect can reunite, we will no longer be afraid of being hunted down by those righteous sects."
Tang Wenshu ran to the shore and looked into the distance. Sure enough, he saw a dense cluster of dark spots in the distance, indicating that many ships were approaching. His heart tightened. He ran around the island once and saw that the approaching ships had already formed an encirclement.
He knew Li Xian's prediction was correct; this was a trap to lure the enemy into a snare. He saw the encirclement of the boat gradually tighten, with iron nets being laid along the way. Inside the boat was a group of江湖客 (jianghu knights/martial arts practitioners), many of them armed with knives, guns, and bows.
Then came a series of booming sounds. Several martial arts practitioners unleashed their "Thunderous Sounds of the Chest," displaying their power with unrestrained arrogance. The disciples, sensing something amiss and hearing the thunderous sounds again, were so frightened that their legs went weak and they nearly collapsed. They all looked towards Tang Wenshu.
Tang Wenshu stroked his beard hastily. Although his cultivation was profound, he was unsteady in the face of adversity, his expression flustered and utterly at a loss. Suddenly remembering Li Xian, he immediately looked up. All the disciples followed, their gazes falling upon Li Xian.
Li Xian remained calm, taking in the entire situation. He pondered, "It seems this plan has been brewing for a long time. Observing these attackers, their clothing, temperament, and weapons are all different, so they must all be wandering martial artists. There must be a very powerful master among them who can coordinate so many martial artists."
"He and his men cast iron nets along the way, determined to lay a trap. They probably won't rush to attack; they'll just wait for the lake to rise, and many Flower Cage Sect disciples will be submerged. Tomorrow, they can be retrieved as easily as fish or beasts."
Seeing the boat moving very slowly, Li Xian discerned the enemy's plan. Observing the surrounding environment, he pondered an escape strategy. The enemy numbered in the hundreds, while the Flower Cage Sect disciples numbered only a few dozen to a hundred. If they were to fight on the boat, the Flower Cage Sect would find it difficult to form a proper battle formation, their strength far inferior, and they would be no match for hundreds of martial artists.
The enemy had anticipated this and used the terrain to their advantage to encircle and attack. Li Xian remained calm, already having a plan in mind, and said, "Elder Tang, waiting here is futile. We should lead the disciples and fight our way out by boat; perhaps we can escape alive." Elder Tang said, "Ah! Even you say so, it seems this situation is extremely dangerous! This…this…"
Li Xian laughed and said, "I am not perfect either, how can I anticipate the enemy's moves in every situation? When traveling the martial world, one must respond to each move as it comes. Moreover, a forced charge is not a reckless act out of desperation, but rather a good strategy to break the deadlock!"
Seeing Li Xian's remarkable composure, Tang Wenshu also calmed down. Li Xian's cultivation was profound; if he wanted to escape, he would be far superior to others. Although the enemy outnumbered him, they might not be able to stop him. He then said loudly, "Disciples, our enemies are cunning and have plotted against us. If we are not willing to be preyed upon, let's take advantage of the time, set sail, and fight our way out!"
The disciples, timid by nature, understood the gravity of the situation from Tang Wenshu's solemn words and were filled with unspeakable fear. Hearing the distant rumble of thunder, their limbs went weak even before the fighting began. To launch an attack would be like throwing eggs against a rock—a certain death. Their morale was utterly shattered, and they looked at each other in despair.
Seeing that everyone preferred to wait for death rather than fight, Tang Wenshu felt helpless. Li Xian said loudly, "Brothers, if I'm not mistaken, there must be some of our brothers hiding among those ships. If we attack now, we might be able to take advantage of the chaos. Although the enemy is numerous, they haven't formed an encirclement; their numbers are scattered in all directions. If we take the initiative and attack, the enemy's reinforcements will be hard to arrive in time. The number of people fighting on both sides will be similar, which is something the enemy didn't expect. We just need to take this opportunity to break through. We can naturally save our lives. Every second we delay now is more dangerous for our lives. Think about the pros and cons yourselves; I don't need to say more."
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If we don't cherish it, we'll be wiped out. When the enemy gets closer, we'll have no hope left. It's better to end our lives on the spot."
The disciples were taken aback by his words, but upon reflection, they realized they made sense. With some skepticism, they picked up their weapons and steered their boats into battle. Li Xian, alone in a small boat, rowed alongside the others. A perilous fight ensued on the lake.
Although the enemy outnumbered them, their numbers were indeed as Li Xian had predicted. The Flower Cage Sect disciples broke through to one side, leaving the distant ships unable to provide assistance and only able to fret anxiously. Forcing a rescue would expose a flaw in their encirclement, throwing them into chaos. For a time, the fighting on the lake was evenly matched in numbers. Although the Flower Cage Sect suffered more defeats than victories, many of their disciples managed to break through, and those with less refined skills and lower martial arts were captured alive. Tang Wenshu and several other Flower Printing disciples broke through the encirclement one after another.
An Weicheng was indeed in the crowd. He spotted Tang Wenshu, and the two engaged in a fierce battle on the water, neither gaining the upper hand for a time.
Li Xian was even more valiant. He steered his boat out, and several martial artists, unaware of his abilities, immediately joined forces to attack. Li Xian flicked his longsword into the lake, and waves surged forth, capsizing several boats. Many sharp-eyed and clever disciples of the Flower Cage Sect took the opportunity to escape.
Li Xian was unstoppable. In an instant, he broke through the encirclement, when suddenly a clear and melodious voice rang out: "Li Xian? Ah, it really is you! It really is you!"
Among the assembled martial arts practitioners, Gu Nianjun stood out with her striking beauty, wearing a fox fur coat over a pale purple lotus-patterned skirt and light green embroidered shoes. Her brows were furrowed as she stared intently at Li Xian.
(End of this chapter)
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