With that, she turned and walked away, her pace composed and unhurried.
Yang Jing hurried to keep up, staying one step behind Bai Bing. He caught the faint, elegant scent of orchid and musk, which he assumed was the Peak Master's natural fragrance.
As the two of them crossed Lingxi Plaza, the numerous Inner Sect Disciples practicing there all stopped what they were doing.
Whether they were disciples who had already entered the Qi Eating Realm or those still in the Inner Strength Realm, all bowed respectfully to Bai Bing, shouting in unison, "Greetings, Peak Master!"
Bai Bing gave a slight nod but didn't break her stride, continuing straight down the peak.
Only when her and Yang Jing's figures had faded into the distance did the disciples straighten up and begin to murmur among themselves in hushed tones.
"Isn't that Yang Jing? The winner of last month's Cyan Qilin Battle!"
