Chapter 0067 – Promotion First, Spirit Enlightenment Later – Immortal Wives Like Clouds

The gazes of Su Jingjing and the others couldn’t help but look toward the direction of the commotion.

Instead, he saw the crowd in that direction automatically make way.

A tall figure walked towards the center.

On the visitor, there was a touch of flirtation amidst the elegance.

If it’s not Fung Ching-ya, then who is it?

Today Feng Qingya was dressed in a long black dress.

Those temperaments looked like they had become noble again.

The long skirt was not that loose, and Feng Qingya’s perfect figure was also outlined.

She had a professional fake smile on her face the whole time.

The white-haired old man who had appeared last night was still following her like the most loyal protector.

“Is that the new Pavilion Master of the Treasure Pavilion? It’s really as rumored, an absolute beauty.”

“I heard that last night she already showed up at the Cuiliu Academy in Cuiliu Lane, but unfortunately last night I was still trying my luck on Qingfeng Mountain and didn’t return to catch a glimpse of her face.

When I saw it today, it really lived up to the imagination of my heart.”

“Actually, I’ve never cared much about the beauty of a female cultivator’s appearance, after all, red powder is a skeleton.

But seeing this Wind Boss is what changed that thought I once had.”

“If Boss Feng can treat me with green eyes, then what’s the harm in drawing out my specially cultivated ribs to make soup for her to replenish her body ……”

“……”

As expected, wherever Feng Qingya went, she was the focus of attention and the center of discussion.

At that moment she smiled and nodded frequently to the surroundings of the square, which was even more dazzling.

It made many low-level cultivators in the early stages of Qi Refining dream unrealistically.

Seeing Feng Qingya’s arrival, a white-haired old man, who currently had the highest status in the Huayang Sect, suddenly stood up.

Respectfully, he clasped his fists in greeting.

“Boss Wind has come to visit, I’m sorry for my failure to welcome you, forgive me and pardon me.”

These courtesies cannot be avoided since.

Feng Qingya, however, smiled and said, “Vice Patriarch Cao is polite, since the Huayang Sect is holding such an event, I, Gathering Treasures Pavilion, naturally have to come to support the event.”

This white-haired old man who greeted Feng Qingya was named Cao Qing.

It was none other than the Vice Sect Leader of this Linjiang Sub-Sect of the Huayang Sect.

It was also the one with the highest status in the Huayang Sect in the square.

In the absence of the Patriarch, everything here was left to him.

Feng Qingya’s seat was right next to Cao Qing’s, absolutely in the center.

After Feng Qingya and this white-haired old man who had followed her had taken their seats, Cao Qing was the one who stood up.

Only a dark green bracelet he wore on his wrist suddenly flashed with a flash of light.

An ancient and simple long sword then appeared in his hand.

Immediately afterward, he only saw his hands pinching the knots, and the long sword was then abruptly suspended in the void.

He took one step and stood firmly on top of the long sword.

In the next second, it actually flew into mid-air.

Royal Sword Flight!

Cao Qing’s sudden move with the sword had shocked most of the people present.

Sword flight was the most superficial sign of all Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Although he had known for a long time that Cao Qing was a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, countless Qi Refining Stage Cultivators still had unrivaled envy in their hearts whenever they saw a Royal Sword flying.

For many bottom-level cultivators, being able to fly with a sword one day was the ultimate dream of this life.

Looking at Cao Qing, who was standing steadily in the void, Su Jingjing’s heart was also a little envious.

It was rumored that if a body refiner wanted to fly with a sword, it would be quite a bit more difficult than a qi refiner.

So even if Su Jingjing’s body refining cultivation reached the next realm, the realm of fleshly spirit tire.

It wasn’t even necessarily possible to fly with a sword like a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

Seeing the countless Qi Refining Stage cultivators below, casting those envious gazes at themselves, Cao Qing’s inner vanity was greatly satisfied.