The purple mist drifted away, and most cultivators nearby looked on with some envy. Only Li Zhouluo turned back after glancing once. He entered the hall with Li Xuanxuan and the others. When no one else was around, Li Zhouluo frowned and said, "Elder, I think Quexi is too frivolous. Now that she has obtained a Dao lineage, I cannot tell whether this is good or bad."1

The seasoned Li Xuanxuan had long seen things clearly, but the news of the Purple Mansion Realm formation had put him in a good mood. His voice was gravelly as he said, "It is human nature; do not be too harsh. Quexi is not the only one. Which youngster on the lake, once favoured and placed at the prow of such a boat, would not lift their...0