"White Crane!"
"Such a mighty White Crane!"
"It's the Qingyu Immortal! This is the Qingyu Immortal's mount, a Third-rank Spirit Bird!"
The crowd gazed upon the White Crane, and then at the female cultivator on its back, holding their breath, not daring to offend.
"Qingyu Immortal."
Seeing the newcomer, Wang Yuan greeted her with a smile, respectfully clasping his hands and bowing to Lu Qingyu. Although his cultivation was far superior to Lu Qingyu's, she was the beloved younger sister of Lu Qingfeng, so Wang Yuan had always been respectful to her.
Even after his advancement to the Foundation Establishment stage, it remained the same.
"Uncle Wang. I'm weary from my cultivation; I was just about to go out for a stroll," Lu Qingyu said with a smile, looking curiously at the twenty-four cultivators behind Wang Yuan, "Who are these—"
