Duan Ling Tian Came Out of His Closed-door Cultivation

Inside the pavilion, Yue Wu Ying who was clad entirely in black could not help but shake his head when he heard the conversation between Han Xue Nai and Nangong Yi.

Naturally, he knew who the successor of the Fog Rain Progeny was.

However, due to the Old Prophet's prior instruction, he did not say much in front of the Nangong Brothers.

'I wonder what kind of expression Han Xue Nai would have when she meets that super freak in the future?' The moment Yue Wu Ying thought of this, an evil smile appeared on his alluring face that was also hidden under a black cloth. It was mysterious, giving off a vibe that was neither feminine nor masculine.

It was fortunate Han Xue Nai could not read Yue Wu Ying's current thoughts. Otherwise, she would force her way in and come up with all sorts of ways to make him reveal who the Fog Rain Progeny's successor was!

Time continued to pass. A month had passed in just a blink of an eye.