By the banks of Mirror Moon Lake.
Hundred Bird Pavilion.
This was where the cultivators of Peach Blossom Island held their exchange meetings on the first and fifteenth days of each lunar month.
It was the fifteenth.
Dressed in a green robe, wooden hairpin inserted into his hair, with his large sleeves billowing, elegant and graceful, Fang Xi arrived at the stall area.
"Who is this person?"
Many of the Individual Cultivators and newly recruited Immortal Seedlings exchanged glances, none of them recognizing him!
This person was as refined as an orchid perched upon jade, with an exceptional demeanor. Surely if they had seen him before, they would have remembered him.
It was only a few of the older Mu Family members who rubbed their eyes and recognized him: "This is Mr. Fang Xi, from one of the once-three great families!"
"So it's the elder from Jadeite Cliff..."
A girl murmured to herself, as if she remembered something, then quickly covered her mouth at the critical moment.
