Mu Jiuling couldn't help but feel emotional when she saw the cultivators of the sect below looking at her with admiration.
When his sect was destroyed, he fled the world in a panic. In the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred years had passed.
As time passed, things remained the same, but people had changed.
Although she had always wanted to take revenge, mu Jiuling had never thought that she would come to the everlasting sect in such a manner.
He was domineering and arrogant, not giving any face at all.
Any one of the cultivators in front of him had a higher status than him.
The other party came from a famous family, while he was just a stray dog.
Even the sect master of his own sect would have a submissive attitude when he saw these cultivators from the large sects.
This was because the two of them were not on the same level of strength and could not be provoked.
As for mu Jiuling, she was not even worth mentioning. No one even paid attention to her.
