67 Missions All Cleared in the First Secret Realm

As the Chinese poetry goes, glancing back and smiling, she revealed a hundred charms. Of course, Ning Zhao did not smile. However, Mo Ju was still greatly impressed by her quick glance.

It was like a lightning strike across the dark sky in an eternally silent night.

Mo Ju covered his chest with the feather fan.

"Who are they?"

Tantai Xuan got up to his feet from the ground, heavily panting. His eyes were bloodshot.

"Beiluo Lu Ping'an's maid and coachman," Mo Ju said.

Mo Ju emphasized these two—Nie Changqing and Ning Zhao—when he shared that information.

"How could they enter the Immortal Palace without Heaven Qi Plaque and Earth Qi Plaque?" Tantai Xuan asked in a loud voice, gazing at the Immortal Gate, which was by then shut closed once more.

"Maybe… Maybe it has something to do with the power behind them or because they are cultivators too," Mo Ju said.

He had a profound look to his face.