On board the treasure ship.

The charming, lavishly-dressed woman turned and rejoined the banquet.

The banquet hall was packed with distinguished guests, including a range of ages and both men and women. These were cultivators of the Great Chu’s various prominent factions. Without exception, they were lofty existences that mundane martial artists could only gaze upon from afar.

The lavishly-dressed woman sat upright at the head of the table. 

“Madam Miaohua, did you discover something just now?” laughed a graying elder in ink-black robes.

The others all looked over as well.

Earlier, Madam Miaohua suddenly rose, then proceeded to the ship’s railing to gaze at a distant black awning boat. This scene had already attracted quite a bit of attention.

The woman he called “Madam Miaohua” was charming, beautiful, and lavishly dressed. She laughed, “Now that you mention it, it’s rather interesting. There were two cultivators on that black awning boat that just passed, and one of them was a yao."

A yao cultivator!

Everyone in attendance was visibly surprised.

The graying, dark-robed elder’s eyes flashed. “If he’s truly a yao cultivator, he cannot possibly...