This little jade pendant might seem unremarkable to others, but in Wang Miaomiao's eyes, it was an invaluably precious treasure. After admiring it for a while, she carefully wore it close to her body.
"Junior Sister Wang, please wait a moment!"
Having sat under the ancient pine for a short time, Wang Miaomiao stood up and was about to leave the edge of the cliff when suddenly, a cold, emotionless voice rang in her ears.
"It's him!"
Upon hearing this voice, Wang Miaomiao's heart gave a sudden jolt, and she raised her eyes to look at a large rock tens of meters away.
A slender man emerged from the shadows behind that rock and slowly walked towards Wang Miaomiao.
Under the moonlight, one could see he was dressed in a black robe, with flowing long hair; his facial features were slightly discernible—it was Nangong Ming, representing the Ghost Doctor Sect in battle.
