The old youngster Lu Yang was pondering a serious question.
As a transmigrator with modern knowledge, not only had he become a disciple of the top sect in the world, but he had also become the top-ranked junior brother, hosting an ancient immortal in his body, and was friends with the highest-status young master. His cultivation talent was among the top of his generation, with hardly a few to rival him throughout history.
So why was it never his turn to show off?
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"I invite Daoist Lu Yang to come in for a chat," came Ye Mengyin's voice from behind the blue gauze.
No one was surprised. If Lu Yang's poem couldn't satisfy Ye Mengyin, then it wasn't their problem, but rather that the Lotus Pavilion deliberately didn't want to entertain them.
Fairy Eternity, amid the envious and admiring gazes of those present, lifted the blue gauze and saw Ye Mengyin, who hadn't shown her face for several days.