A rumor has been going around the continent. A rumor about a beautiful young woman who looks like a heavenly being, going around to each sect and taking over their technique pavilions. Normally such a thing could easily be taken care of, but the problem was that she was too powerful! They couldn't get near her, and if someone dared attack her, a ghostly hand would come out of nowhere and throw them out of the pavilion.
Most sects were thinking it was just some kind of strange myth that people were trying to spread and the Divine Cloud Sect was no different. But now…. "Miss, please leave!"
"I am almost done! Stop disturbing me, or I will throw you out as well!" Angelica yelled out. She had never met such rude people before. She only came to read their books, not to be yelled at every second she was here! An hour later, she put down the last scroll and pursed her lips. She sniffed the air but did not smell any more hidden texts. "Mm, time to go to the next place."
