Even hybrid monsters have their day

As the dark dots drew closer, Geng Miaowan realized they were actually several cultivators flying on swords—the kind of swords she had only ever seen in cultivation novels. Her eyes widened in surprise, afraid of missing this rare sight.

The people who flew over on their swords also noticed the three of them and stopped in front of the mountain gate. A middle-aged man stepped forward, smiled slightly at her, and said politely, "I am Miao Renfeng, a disciple of the Green Mountain Sect. May I ask what brings you gentlemen to linger in front of my Green Mountain Sect?"

Miao Renfeng had a broad head and large ears, and a kind and gentle appearance. Although his tone was humble, his gaze towards Geng Miaowan was unwavering. It was well known that the Green Mountain Sect had a protective barrier around its perimeter, preventing anyone other than a Green Mountain Sect disciple from entering. Yet this young girl had led two children, neither too big nor too small, through the barrier without alerting anyone. This was the first time he had ever seen anything like it.

When Geng Miaowan heard him identify himself as a disciple of the Green Mountain Sect, she was overjoyed, thinking that this was great, and she felt like she had found her tribe. She returned Miao Renfeng's greeting and said excitedly, "Hello, Master Miao. I have been entrusted to bring these two young brothers to the Green Mountain Sect to see the sect leader, Master Song Gan. I hope you can inform him of their presence."

"To see the sect leader? Who sent you on this mission?" Miao Renfeng was clearly skeptical. People from the major sects all knew that their sect leader hadn't received any visitors for a long time. Recently, the world had been in turmoil, with both the demon and monster races making moves. He feared that this girl might be a spy sent by either side to infiltrate their sects.

“He is a cultivator named Peng Yuxian,” Geng Miaowan stated directly.

"Peng Yuxian?" Miao Renfeng's expression changed, and he quickly put away his previous skeptical attitude, saying to her very respectfully, "This junior did not know that you were entrusted by Master Peng. My apologies! But... do you have any proof?"

Geng Miaowan nodded somewhat awkwardly at his sudden change in attitude and took out the letter that Peng Yuxian had given her. Miao Renfeng took the letter, looked at it, and confirmed that it was indeed Peng Yuxian's handwriting. He quickly turned back to the people standing behind him, handed the letter to one of them, and said, "Hurry back to the sect and tell the sect leader that Master Peng has sent someone to the sect."

Upon hearing that she was entrusted by Peng Yuxian, Miao Renfeng felt that it was not surprising that she could reach the mountain gate without disturbing the barrier.

Although the group didn't know who this Master Peng was, they saw that their usually composed senior brother sounded both cautious and excited, so they didn't dare to be negligent and quickly flew up to Haiyu Peak on their swords. Miao Renfeng stood aside with Geng Miaowan and the two brothers, Dashan and Ershan.

At this time, it was getting dark.

Before long, the summit of Haiyu Peak was suddenly bathed in brilliant light, as bright as day. From afar came the sound of bells, "dong," "dong"... ringing nine times in total, the highest level of etiquette for receiving distinguished guests within the sect.

Before the bell had finished ringing, a creature flew from afar, approaching at great speed. In just a short while, it flew from Haiyu Peak to Geng Miaowan's side and stopped.

It was a crested crane. After it stopped, its long legs curled up on the ground, and its long neck was gracefully bent. An old man holding a whisk flipped off the crane's back. Although the old man's hair and beard were all white, he was full of energy and his eyes were bright and piercing.

Geng Miaowan stared blankly at the crane; it was probably the largest crane she had ever seen in her life.

Upon seeing the visitor, Miao Renfeng quickly stepped forward and respectfully bowed, "Master."

Song Gan nodded, his gaze sweeping over him before landing on Geng Miaowan, who was standing to the side. Geng Miaowan hadn't expected that her humble errand would warrant the personal welcome of the leader of the Green Mountain Sect, and she felt flattered and overwhelmed.

She took the two children by the hands of each of them, came to Song Gan, bowed to him, and said, "Greetings, Sect Leader."

Song Gan hadn't expected the visitor to be such a young girl, but since she was entrusted by Peng Yuxian, he naturally treated her as an honored guest. He smiled slightly and said, "This young lady and the two young gentlemen, please come with me into the sect to rest for the night. We can discuss anything else tomorrow."

Having said that, he pointed and invited the three of them to sit on the crane's back. Geng Miaowan thanked him, first helping Dashan and Ershan onto the crane's back, and then picking up Xiaobai and straddling it herself.

Although the crane was large, it was a bit crowded for one more person after the three of them had sat on it. She had thought that Song Gan would also sit on it, and was about to make room for him when she saw him flick his fingers a few times, cast a spell, and the whisk in his hand floated in the air. He gathered his energy, jumped on it, and flew towards the top of Haiyu Peak on the whisk.

The crane took off behind them, with Miao Renfeng following beside it. The group flew towards Haiyu Peak in a grand procession.

"Who exactly is this Peng Yuxian? How can he have such influence with just a letter?" Geng Miaowan couldn't help but be curious about Peng Yuxian's identity. She stroked Xiaobai's fur and spoke to it in her mind.

"He seems to have quite a background, but I can't figure out his origins yet. You know my cultivation hasn't recovered, so I'm not much better than you," Xiaobai said.

Geng Miaowan pretended to be angry and slapped its head, saying angrily, "You little thing, if you can't see it yourself, you can't see it. Every time you make up an excuse that your cultivation hasn't recovered."

Little White cried out in frustration, "Then I really haven't recovered my cultivation!"

"By the way, when will your cultivation level recover?"

"I can't really explain it. I've been practicing diligently every day, but the results are minimal. I guess I was injured when I passed through the space-time rift."

"Is there any way to heal your internal injuries?"

"Well... I'll ask Luan Hao when he wakes up. Maybe he'll know. I spend all my time walking in Hell, so I'm not very familiar with many things."

Geng Miaowan chuckled and teased, "So you're admitting you're ignorant?"

Xiao Bai tossed her head away, arrogantly ignoring her.

Feihe was incredibly fast; she arrived at Haiyu Peak in the time it took to talk to Xiaobai. Geng Miaowan had initially thought Haiyu Peak was a single peak, but instead, she was greeted by three peaks side by side. Miao Renfeng explained that the largest one was the main peak, where the sect leader and the main disciples resided, while the other two were secondary peaks, where the other disciples lived.

Song Gan arranged for Geng Miaowan and the others to stay in the Green Pine Hall on the main peak. Although the Green Mountain Sect was a major cultivation sect in the world, the decorations inside the hall were not luxurious, but rather simple and unpretentious. This might be related to the detached nature of cultivators.

Upon entering the area of ​​Haiyu Peak, Geng Miaowan immediately sensed the abundant spiritual energy, confirming it as an ideal place for cultivation. Nothing eventful happened that night, and early the next morning, Song Gan received her.