Twilight descended, and the lanterns began to glow.
"...You clueless bastard! You want me to undergo a Secret Technique inspection? I'd rather die!"
A beautiful Female Cultivator in a magnificent dress, looking world-weary and travel-worn, cursed through gritted teeth before storming out and slamming the door behind her.
A few moments later, a shamefaced Yu Xin pushed the door open and came in.
"Let's call it a day!"
A perfectly content Ling Changqing took out a handful of Spirit Stones and pressed them into her hand, saying warmly,
"Thank you for your arrangements, Fellow Daoist. I'll be back tomorrow to continue looking!"
Yu Xin accepted the Spirit Stones, her plump, lustrous face blooming into a wide smile as she said in a soft, sweet voice,
"There's no need to be disappointed, Fellow Daoist Mu. We have many more beautiful and outstanding Female Cultivators at the Celestial Fate Pavilion. With your qualifications, you can take your pick!"
