章 85: Xiong Dahuo's Fate

"Broth," Xiong Dahuo started in disbelief before clamping his mouth firmly shut. Wu Ling was the elder brother of the Hall Master's granddaughter? He was the man the Hall Master had marked for death? Doomed. Of all the things he could have done, delivering a letter from the son of Yun Kong to Hong Xuefeng had surely doomed him to an early grave.

Moments later, a young girl between ten and eleven summers old dashed out of one of the rooms in the courtyard, her pale green dress, bone-white hair, and pale blue eyes presenting a stark contrast to the sect's normally dark and bloody hues. Of course, once she awakened and began cultivating any of the sect's cultivation manuals, her hair and eyes were sure to change but at the moment, her appearance was a stark reminder that her father had been someone from outside the sect.