Chapter 2: Taixuan Sect, Wuming Peak

"Roar…"

"Awooo…"

There were also many Yao Beasts swiftly passing by, but they were all tamed by Cultivators. In the Taixuan Sect, one could even see a True Dragon similar to Bing Ranxue, though its body was black and gold, appearing even more domineering and unparalleled.

There were also ancient Divine Beast descendants like the Vermilion Bird and Phoenix.

These Divine Beasts, which could previously only be seen in legends, now appeared in the Taixuan Sect.

One could see the strength of the Taixuan Sect.

"Bing Cheng." The voice of the Mysterious Female Cultivator sounded from behind Bing Cheng.

Hearing this, Bing Cheng instinctively turned around, only to see a wisp of misty spiritual energy heading toward her, enveloping her entire cheek.

Bing Ranxue, who was beside her, was the same.

She only felt an itch on her cheek, a feeling that was hard to describe.

"Sister Cheng… your face…" He Ruoxi looked at Bing Cheng in surprise.

Lin Waner's expression also changed slightly.

"What happened to my face…" Bing Cheng hurriedly took out a mirror to check her appearance.

In the mirror, the beauty's skin was smooth as warm jade, glowing with a soft luster. Her small cherry-like mouth was naturally red, appearing exceptionally delicate and charming. Two strands of hair by her ears gently brushed against her face in the breeze, adding a touch of alluring charm.

"This, this, this…" Bing Cheng could not believe this was herself, and even using her Divine Sense, it still appeared the same.

"Use this face from now on; it is much more beautiful than before." The Mysterious Female Cultivator's tone remained indifferent.

"…" Bing Cheng was speechless.

Although this face was a degree more beautiful than before, looking at herself in the mirror, Bing Cheng felt like she was looking at a stranger.

She looked at Bing Ranxue beside her and found that she now looked almost the same as her.

She was surprised that the Mysterious Female Cultivator possessed such sophisticated methods, but also puzzled as to why she wanted to change their appearance.

This was far more impressive than the plastic surgeries of her past life on Blue Star.

"Sister, how did you become so beautiful?" Bing Ranxue looked at Bing Cheng and said playfully.

Bing Cheng directly pinched her little cheek. "Ranxue is now a little beauty too."

"Sister Cheng, I think you looked better before." He Ruoxi pouted; the current Bing Cheng gave her a sense of unfamiliarity.

None of the four women dared to question why the Mysterious Female Cultivator did this.

The flying boat soon landed on a mansion at the base of one of the peaks.

"Bing Cheng, from now on you are a Disciple of my Wuming Peak. This mansion will be your residence for the time being." While speaking, the Mysterious Female Cultivator took out an identity token and handed it to Bing Cheng.

"This is the identity token for Wuming Peak. You can use this token to collect your monthly Cultivation resources and so on. I have already found good mentors for your companions."

Bing Cheng nodded upon hearing this; always sticking together was not conducive to Cultivation.

But He Ruoxi and Bing Ranxue were somewhat unwilling.

"Senior, I want to Cultivate with my sister." Bing Ranxue said weakly.

"Me too…" He Ruoxi also wanted to say.

But she was interrupted by Bing Cheng's telepathic message. "Ranxue, Ruoxi, Cultivate well. I will come to find you when the time comes."

The two women nodded very reluctantly.

Bing Cheng watched the flying boat leave, feeling a bit reluctant, but Cultivation was still the top priority. Affection between girls could be put aside for a bit; it was not like they wouldn't see each other again.

After the flying boat disappeared from sight.

A young man flew out from the nearby mansion. His appearance was plain and unremarkable, the kind you would lose in a crowd, but the aura around him was very steady, possessing a Middle Stage Nascent Soul Cultivation.

"May I ask for Junior Sister's name?" The young man's tone was steady; he did not seem like a frivolous person.

"Bing Cheng greets Senior Brother." Now that Bing Cheng had just entered Wuming Peak and was living at the foot of the mountain, she was definitely the Junior Sister with the lowest seniority.

"Junior Sister Bing Cheng, my name is Han Li. You can call me Senior Brother Han from now on."

Han Li's eyes carried a hint of resentment, and he sighed again.

Bing Cheng was a bit puzzled. "May I ask why Senior Brother Han Li is sighing?"

"Junior Sister Bing Cheng, you don't know, this Wuming Peak is not a good place, sigh!" Han Li sighed deeply again.

"Why do you say that?" Bing Cheng was even more puzzled.

"This Wuming Peak advocates speaking with strength. Lower Academy Disciples like us who have just joined have no room to survive." Han Li took out his identity token.

Bing Cheng saw that his identity token was dim and lusterless, looking just like an ordinary token.

She picked up her own identity token to check; it was obviously better looking than Han Li's.

"Does this token hide some mystery?" Bing Cheng probed it with her Divine Sense and discovered that there were ten marks inside the token. These marks could not be erased by Divine Sense, but could be moved using Divine Sense.

"Junior Sister, you should have noticed those marks, right? These marks are equivalent to contribution points for Wuming Peak. You can use these marks to exchange for Cultivation resources, as well as Medicinal Pills, Magic Treasures, and Talismans." Han Li explained to Bing Cheng.

Bing Cheng immediately understood the meaning. "Senior Brother Han Li, do you mean to say that these marks can be snatched?"

Looking at Han Li's dim and lusterless identity token, that must be what it looked like after all the marks were snatched away.

"Exactly. Those Lower Academy Disciples with more seniority will snatch the marks of newly joined Disciples. Junior Sister Bing Cheng, you had better hurry and exchange these marks for Cultivation resources." Han Li reminded her.

Hearing this, Bing Cheng became worried about He Ruoxi and the other girl.

"Are the rules of the Taixuan Sect all like this?" Bing Cheng asked.

"Not at all. These marks are unique to Wuming Peak, and they can only be used within Wuming Peak." Han Li suddenly looked toward the top of the peak and frowned.

Then he said anxiously. "Junior Sister, they are here."

Bing Cheng also felt several auras approaching rapidly. She didn't expect that she would encounter trouble less than ten breaths after joining the Taixuan Sect.

"Hehehe… Another little lamb has arrived."

The next moment, five figures appeared before Bing Cheng. The weakest had Late Nascent Soul Stage strength, and the strongest had Peak Nascent Soul Stage cultivation.

Furthermore, Bing Cheng felt that they were different from the Nascent Soul Cultivators she had seen before; their strength was even more formidable.

"Yo… and it's a beautiful Junior Sister too. I wonder if you are willing to be my Dao Companion? I might consider not taking your marks, and I, Senior Brother Wusun Hapi, will definitely not treat you badly." The strongest one, a Peak Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator, said frivolously.

"Hahaha…" The other four Late Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators laughed loudly.

"Big Brother Wusun, don't forget to leave a sip of soup for us younger brothers to drink when the time comes…" They all revealed lewd expressions.

"Junior Sister, I think you had better hand the marks over to them. Senior Brother Wusun Hapi has already reached the Perfection of the Peak Nascent Soul Stage. None of us Lower Academy Disciples dare to provoke him." Han Li hurriedly sent a telepathic message.

Bing Cheng also frowned and asked via telepathic message. "Is private fighting allowed within Wuming Peak?"

"It is allowed. As long as it doesn't endanger lives, no Elder will care." Han Li replied.