A day later, a man and a woman, both Foundation Establishment Cultivators, arrived at Yang Zhenshan's cave abode.
"Ninth Grade Guest Elder Hong Fuxiu pays respects to Pill Master Yang!"
Hong Fuxiu, just as her name suggested, wore crimson robes, long sleeves like silk. Her face was charming, her figure graceful; her eyes were like burning rosy clouds, bright and brilliant yet not vulgar, making one feel, with just a single glance, as if their very soul were about to be melted by that blaze of beauty.
Such a stunning female cultivator was rare; even Yang Zhenshan couldn't help but take an extra look.
"Ninth Grade Guest Elder Kou Ta pays respects to Pill Master Yang!"
Kou Ta looked to be in his forties, his frame extremely burly, a full two heads taller than Yang Zhenshan. Standing before Yang Zhenshan like a ferocious beast, he exuded an oppressive aura that made one's heart chill and courage tremble.
