Lin Luoran's hand, hidden underwater, gripped the Feng Sword tightly. Her wet hair flowed with water droplets that streamed down her face and into her eyes, causing great discomfort. Yet she still forced herself to keep her eyes wide open, staring at the floating figure above - come to think of it, this figure standing on a lucky cloud didn't really look like a person.

  This is a slender, cloud-like hairpin, wearing a bright yellow palace dress. Unlike Li Xuer's love for Tang suits, this palace dress has a majestic and elegant atmosphere, plus the peony flower on her temples, which is full of life and fragrance, making her whole person look noble and beautiful, beyond words - if Li Xuer is a meticulous painting of a lady, then this woman is an ancient beauty who has just walked out of a painting that was sealed for many years, with a frozen beauty that lingers in the past.

  "Who are you?" Not everyone who looks good is a good person, nor is everyone who steps on auspicious clouds an immortal. Lin Luoran had never seen such a beautiful woman make an appearance like this before, and she immediately became vigilant, not putting down her guard at all.

  "It's just a Qi-refining period's minor cultivator, yet you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me! Has your sect not taught you any etiquette?" The palace-dressed woman's eyes were filled with anger, seemingly furious at Lin Luo Ran's disrespectful behavior.

  Lin Luoran didn't care, she had been at the bottom of the valley for a while now. This woman hadn't come out yet, but instead waited until Lin Luoran came out after her bath. If it were a man, wouldn't he have been seen by others already?

  Fairy?

  The woman's mouth curled up: "Not bad, in the past when I was in the Cultivation Realm, who didn't know that I was Bai Xianzi? Which sect and school are you from, how can your cultivation be so low yet dare to enter this secret realm?"

  Her foot was treading on the auspicious cloud, able to stay in space, what kind of cultivation is this? Didn't Wen Guanjing say that only Qi Refining stage cultivators could enter this secret realm? Then what about the woman in front of him? Lin Luoran finally knew where the problem lay in Wen Guanjing's previous explanation. He said there were foundation-building pills that could be advanced... but if all those who came before were Qi Refining stage cultivators, where did they get so many foundation-building pills from?

  But a month later, she must go out. Lin Luo didn't suspect this at all, after all, the spiritual energy here was so peaceful and pure that it was probably the last piece of pure land on earth for cultivation. If one could stay here for a long time, why would Guo Lao need to find her to seek Ling Qi Fei Cui? He could just come here to cultivate directly.

  What variables have emerged in this? How can this woman stay here?

  Lin Luoran blinked: "In the past, in the cultivation world, Fairy, how many years have you been here? Have you never gone out?" Lin Luoran actually wanted to say, Fairy, do you have something to say? Can I put on my clothes first before we talk? But with their strength disparity, she didn't dare be presumptuous. It seemed that this "Fairy" had a bad temper!

  The fairy seemed too lazy to answer Lin Luoran's question and coldly said: "Youngster, you'd better get dressed first before speaking."

  Young Master Xian, you are indeed perceptive. Lin Luoran wants to put the sword into space, but she can't gauge the cultivation level of the "White Immortal" in front of her, and whether she will see through the secret of the pearl - this cultivator's floating duckweed, the special department is only here for profit, and Old Mu and others are also gentle at this time. After all, the pearl is Lin Luoran's foundation for establishing herself, and it must be grasped firmly and not leaked.

  Bai Xianzi wouldn't naturally do something as sneaky, so Lin Luoran reluctantly stirred up a wisp of spiritual energy and cast the simplest water curtain. Whether it was useful in front of Bai Xianzi or not, at least it was a kind of mental comfort for herself.

  Lin Luoran quickly put on a long dress, and it was clear that high heels couldn't be worn in this place. She was glad she had found flat shoes earlier, and within a minute, she was fully dressed. Her wet hair and the water droplets all over her body only needed a "water-absorbing technique" to dry them off, and indeed, cultivating oneself was convenient for oneself.

  As for Fengjian, holding a weapon in one's hand can easily lead to conflict. Lin Luoran transformed it back into a single phoenix hairpin, tied up a loose bun, and casually pinned it between her hair.

  Bai Xianzi turned around, looking at Lin Luoran who had finished dressing up. Even though she herself was extremely beautiful, she couldn't help but admit that the young cultivator in front of her was elegant and refined. When she saw the single phoenix hairpin on Lin Luoran's forehead, Bai Xianzi's gaze paused for a brief moment, so short it seemed like she hadn't stopped at all, and naturally Lin Luoran didn't notice.

  "I've seen a fairy." Lin Luoran was slightly rude, but it was just a figure of speech. Wen Guanjing had indeed shown her ancient courtesy before, but that was between equals. Lin Luoran didn't dare to imitate him now, and only showed great respect in her attitude.

  Bai Xianzi didn't respond, or perhaps it was because of Lin Luoran's respectful attitude that she dispersed the auspicious cloud under her feet and landed on a slightly higher round stone beside her, still looking down at Lin Luoran with an air of superiority.

  Lin Luoran felt a chill run down his spine as he was being stared at, and only then did Bai Xianzi speak up: "You still haven't answered my previous question, what makes you think your current level of cultivation is enough to venture into this lost land?"

  Lost Land? Is this what the Cultivation Realm calls this secret realm?

  Lin Luoran thought to himself, but still replied respectfully: "Immortal maiden, I am a lone cultivator, without a sect or master to guide me. I followed other cultivators here." The sects Lin Luoran knew of didn't count; in reality, he only knew that Wen Guanjing was from the Wushan Wen family, and there seemed to be another branch on Qingcheng Mountain. But who knew what this white immortal maiden's background was? If she happened to know about those two places and asked Lin Luoran, his answers would be inconsistent, making him feel deceived. It was better to claim he was a lone cultivator, being vague and unclear; the less said, the better.

  "Scattered cultivation?" Bai Xianzi seemed to smile yet not smile, "Is a scattered cultivator worthy of inheriting the Snow-Awakening Sword?"

  Uh... Does this white immortal know about this sword? Zhao Xue, what a beautiful name. Could it be that it's also a famous sword in the cultivation world? Lin Luo Ran was quite skeptical whether she had such good luck, picking up a leak and touching a famous sword by chance. Compared to this, she thought it was more likely that this white immortal recognized the sword.

  "The immortal has no knowledge of this, but now the cultivation world is withering away. This Snow-Aurora sword might have been lost unintentionally and was obtained by a junior through coincidence, it's not because of inheritance."

  Bai Xianzi seemed to have some doubts: "This sword will also be passed down... Is that person already gone?" She muttered a few words, Lin Luoran listened with a confused expression, but didn't expect Bai Xianzi to suddenly raise her head again, her face slightly angry: "You think you can deceive me, tell me, which generation of disciple are you from the Lingyun Peak?!"

  Lin Luoran felt as if she had been knocked on the head, Xianyun Peak, wasn't this from Jin Dashao's Wuxia? If not for the abundant and peaceful spiritual energy here, it would be impossible for anyone to fabricate it with one hand. She even suspected that the white immortal in front of her was an actor invited by someone to recite lines!

  "Immortal, the cultivation world has declined, and seniors with a thousand years of cultivation or more have all disappeared together. I've never heard of this 'Xianyun Peak' you speak of." Lin Luo added silently, "I think it shouldn't count, right?"

  "Did Yuan Yao's cultivation disappear together with him? Did that person also disappear?" Bai Xianzi's expression was turbulent, she lowered her head, seemingly thinking about something.

  Lin Luoran quietly observed her, she always felt that the white fairy's appearance was too strange, things that go against the norm must be evil. At this time, taking a closer look, the white fairy was extremely beautiful, with an ethereal quality as if she might float away with the wind... Lin Luoran muttered to herself "not like a real person" for a while, and suddenly had an epiphany. Looking again at the white fairy's feet, she finally realized where she had been overlooking something all along!

  Lin Luoran hadn't even made a move, but Bai Xianzi seemed to have finished thinking and suddenly lifted her head. Her delicate face was twisted like a fierce ghost: "You little junior, if you deceive me, I'll make sure your soul is completely destroyed!"

  Lin Luoran's figure rapidly retreated, drifting back several zhang before she smiled and said: "If the primordial spirit is extinguished, would it be like you, Fairy?"