Mysterious mirror hanging high

"Ok?"

Everyone looked over, and a chill ran down their spines.

"The true disciples of the Taiyin Palace have arrived? I thought they would arrive just before departure."

"It's a pity... they missed the duel between Fellow Daoist Xuanjing and Fellow Daoist Jian."

"Who could it be?"

"As a demonic sect, the ordinary disciples of the Taiyin Palace are as worthless as weeds, often fighting each other with the disciples of the Taiyang Palace. But the true disciples are very valuable... This time, two true disciples have come together! This is going to be a good show."

Outside the hall, the light was dim, and two figures, one after the other, slowly stepped into the hall.

Both were dressed in the iconic black robes of the Taiyin Palace, but the robes presented completely different charms on the two of them.

The person walking in front was a woman.

She didn't deliberately display her charm; in fact, her expression was somewhat aloof. Yet, her deep-seated, innate allure and charm silently captivated the hearts of everyone present.

Her figure was exquisitely graceful.

He simply stood there quietly, his gaze sweeping calmly over everyone present, yet almost everyone felt their heart skip a beat and their breath catch in their throat.

When Jing Yu saw this person, he was slightly taken aback. He subconsciously cast a detection spell, thinking that this person must have a destiny like "beauty that could topple kingdoms", but he found nothing. There was no destiny at all.

"What a beautiful woman! No, not just beautiful, but a unique feminine grace... truly the epitome of womanhood."

However, when everyone's gaze shifted slightly and fell on the man who was half a step behind the woman, they couldn't help but feel an indescribable awkwardness and chill.

The man and the woman bore a striking resemblance, with seven or eight points of similarity in their faces! The same eyebrow and eye contours, the same nose and lip shape, as if they were twins carved from the same mold.

However, their temperaments are completely different.

If women represent the ultimate in femininity and charm... then men represent the chilling coldness and unpredictability.

The same eyebrows and eyes, bright and sparkling on the woman's face, but on his face, there was only a deathly gloom. The color of his pupils was lighter than that of ordinary people. When he looked at people, his gaze was deep and devoid of any emotion, as if a venomous snake was lurking in the dark.

Although this person was a man, he showed no signs of masculinity whatsoever.

Despite having strikingly similar appearances, the woman is an unparalleled beauty who can bewitch all, while the man is a monstrous creature with a sinister aura, neither male nor female.

"So it was a brother and sister!"

Luo Zixuan whispered, "Brother Xuanjing, these two are the true disciples of the Taiyin Demon Palace. They are brother and sister. The brother is named Fu Changting, and the sister is named Fu Qianxue."

"My younger sister, Fu Qianxue, is alright. Although she comes from the demonic path and acts somewhat arbitrarily, she is not the kind of person who indiscriminately kills innocent people."

“My brother Fu Changting is a bit… He’s a bit psychologically twisted, so you’d better not provoke him.”

"Oh?" Jing Yu asked curiously, "Psychologically twisted?"

"Well... Brother Dao, you should know that the Taiyin Palace is a lineage that mainly cultivates the Taiyin Law. Yin is more dominant than Yang in the sect. Most of the disciples are women, and it would be good if there were even one in ten thousand male disciples."

"Moreover, if a man specializes in the laws of [Taiyin] and [Shaoyin], but does not supplement them with [Taiyang] and [Shaoyang], he will look like Fu Changting... He looks somewhat like a man, but how many manly characteristics does he actually have? Nobody knows."

"Therefore, although he was a true disciple of the Dao Lord and held a noble position, countless cultivators secretly mocked him. In addition, the Taiyin Palace was a demonic sect, and its members did not teach well... Over time, it was not surprising that his mind became distorted."

"A man who mainly cultivates Yin, yet he doesn't use the laws of Yang to neutralize it?" Jing Yu thought to himself, "That's quite bad."

"In short, don't provoke this person... Fu Changting is not only a true disciple of Taiyin, but he and his sister Fu Qianxue also have another identity. They are the two demon children born from the cultivation of the Taiyin Demon Lord's True Spirit Cultivation Technique."

"A byproduct of the [Taiyin Demon Lord]'s cultivation of supernatural powers?" Jing Yu asked in surprise, "Wouldn't that be equivalent to the Dao Lord's own child?"

"I suppose so. In any case, these two hold extremely high positions in the Taiyin Palace and have always been arrogant and disdainful of ordinary geniuses," Luo Zixuan said in a low voice.

Jian Yunyuan stood up and said, "So it's Senior Brother Fu and Senior Sister Fu from the Taiyin Palace who have graced us with their presence..."

Fu Qianxue nodded slightly in return, her expression still aloof, but her voice carried a natural gentleness: "Fellow Daoist Jian, you are too kind. I have long heard of the name of the Eight Swords of Yunyuan, and it is a pleasure to finally meet you today."

Fu Changting simply nodded expressionlessly, his gaze cold as he slowly swept over everyone in the hall.

He ignored the gazes that were either filled with awe or curiosity. However, when he glanced at the few geniuses who had previously shown a fleeting look of contempt or mockery because of his appearance and demeanor, a faint, almost imperceptible killing intent flashed deep in his eyes... He had quietly memorized the faces and auras of these people.

His gaze continued to move, almost ignoring all the true teachings of the Golden Immortal lineage.

Fu Changting's eyes were indifferent, his heart utterly unmoved. The Golden Immortal lineage? Before his Taiyin Palace and the Yin-Yang Demon Court, they were nothing but clay chickens and earthen dogs, and their true disciples were not worth mentioning.

Next came Yue Liusu and Yue Xingzhou, siblings. Fu Changting's gaze lingered for a moment.

The Yuan Dan Hall and Tian Wu Hall are indeed part of the Dao Lord's forces, and these two siblings are also true disciples of the Dao Lord's forces, with status comparable to his own.

However, the Taiyin Palace is backed by the Yin-Yang Demon Court, one of the leaders of the demonic path. Its foundation and strength far exceed those of ordinary Dao Lord forces. Moreover, the identities of myself and my sister are special, and we are not comparable to ordinary Dao Lord disciples!

When his gaze swept over Yuan Jiqing and Bai Zhaoyue, his arrogance turned into undisguised disdain.

Demon race? Even if they are born from the lineage of a demon lord, in his eyes they are nothing more than creatures with fur and horns, born from eggs in the wet, inferior to humans... If it weren't for the special occasion today, he wouldn't even bother to give them a second glance.

Then, his gaze fell on Jian Yunyuan.

Fu Changting's heart stirred slightly. The Sword Court's status was indeed extraordinary, and its disciples were all formidable.

But... this person before him doesn't seem to be a true disciple of the Sword Court? Just an ordinary disciple? Ha, then he's a step behind. In his mind, those who aren't true disciples, no matter how talented, are ultimately a step behind.

Finally, his gaze settled on Jing Yu.

Who is this person?

The face is very unfamiliar.

Fu Changting's brows furrowed slightly, almost imperceptibly.

"Who are you? I've seen portraits of the true disciples below the immortals of various Dao Venerables and Dao Lords, but I don't recognize you."

"I am Xuanjing Daoist," Jing Yu said calmly.

At this moment, Fu Changting took out the list given to him by the Void Crow Palace, glanced at it, and suddenly a nameless anger rose in his heart:

"Xuanjing Daoist...a rogue cultivator?"