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Falling Flower Valley, located to the north of Zhongzhou on the Five Elements Continent, was originally part of Flower King City. However, the Consort of Rain preferred solitude, and the lord of Flower King City voluntarily transferred the rights to Falling Flower Valley, issuing an order that no one was allowed to approach it casually, with violators facing severe consequences.
As a result, Falling Flower Valley was regarded as a forbidden area by ordinary people and low-level cultivators.
When Zhao Yang and Song Baliang first arrived here, unfamiliar with the surroundings, they inquired around before discovering the direction to Falling Flower Valley.
Falling Flower Valley was a secluded valley where spring reigned year-round, with flowers blooming profusely. Especially during the vernal equinox, the fragrance of flowers could envelop the entire royal city, which is why Flower King City was also known as the Flower Capital.
All disciples of Falling Flower Valley were women, and every woman within the valley was as beautiful as a flower. It was rare to see an ordinary-looking woman; however, the Consort of Rain had never stipulated that only female disciples could be admitted. This misunderstanding led to Falling Flower Valley ultimately only accepting female disciples.
Few people actually knew much about the Consort of Rain. Her age remained a mystery, and little was known about her deeds or rumors surrounding her.
The Divine Serpent Cult was eradicated by the Consort of Rain single-handedly. Afterward, she established Falling Flower Valley and had not appeared in the cultivation world since. In reality, all matters concerning Falling Flower Valley were managed by the Grand Elder Miao Yujie.
Over the years, the Grand Elder of Falling Flower Valley had changed from generation to generation, as had its disciples. The only constant was the Valley Master, Consort of Rain. Consequently, in the eyes of high-level cultivators in the cultivation world, the Consort of Rain became increasingly mysterious.
It is known that cultivators typically live for just over a thousand years; unless one ascends to immortality, no matter how powerful they are, they will eventually turn to dust if they cannot break free from earthly constraints within a millennium. However, there had been no news from the Consort of Rain for five hundred years. Many Supreme Cultivators speculated that she had passed away, yet Falling Flower Valley had never revealed any information. Thus, no one dared to challenge its status among the Five Great Sects.
A thousand years is a benchmark for experts in their Tribulation Period; at five hundred years old, one would need to be at least at the Dao Fruit Stage or higher in cultivation.
In the cultivation world, everyone dreams of eternal life. In reality, cultivators can live several hundred or even thousands of years longer than ordinary people, which is already considered longevity; however, no one remains ageless.
In the long river of time, everything and everyone will eventually fade into nothingness. Existence requires change—metabolism and blood circulation must occur. As long as life characteristics exist, people will age. Thus, many speculated that perhaps the Consort of Rain had fallen ill and aged beyond recognition; maybe she had lost all her teeth or her hair had turned white and frail.
Yet these remained mere speculations; no one dared to discuss the Consort of Rain within Falling Flower Valley's boundaries. She had become a legend.
Zhao Yang initially did not know how old the Consort of Rain was. From her name alone, he thought she might be someone’s consort. However, after reading through One Hundred Thousand Volumes of Books, he learned about a remarkable woman in cultivation history named Consort of Rain.
In cultivation history, few women have received such high praise as Consort of Rain.
Song Baliang had heard about Consort of Rain from Datong Zen Master and felt anxious about it. He shared everything he knew with Zhao Yang.
The two stood at the entrance of Falling Flower Valley. There were no female disciples guarding the entrance; they gazed at the valley filled with flowers and various colorful decorations, unsure whether to call out to see if anyone was inside or simply wait there.
According to Zhao Yang's speculation, perhaps stepping into Falling Flower Valley would trigger some mechanism, like the Peach Blossom Formation or the Maze Formation. He voiced this thought, although his Divine Sense did not detect any formation's presence.
Song Baliang glanced at Zhao Yang and stepped into Falling Flower Valley. Unfortunately, nothing happened.
The two of them navigated through a narrow path and crossed a sea of flowers until they reached an open area. They found themselves in a bright space that felt like entering another world. Falling Flower Valley was just as magnificent and grand as other sects, but since it was entirely inhabited by women, the decorations were more delicate. Large pink houses and walls stood tall, creating a scene that was truly enchanting.
At least for Zhao Yang, he was indeed captivated. He imagined himself running slowly through the flowers in a pink outfit, with countless lovely girls chasing after him, making him feel blissfully faint.
"Smack!"
"Huh? Why did you hit me?" Zhao Yang exclaimed angrily, still lost in his daydream.
"Junior Brother, your gaze was off just now. I suspect there really is some illusion formation here that disturbs the mind," Song Baliang said seriously.
Alright then, Zhao Yang sighed in resignation, cleared his throat, and continued forward.
"Who dares to trespass into Falling Flower Valley?!" An angry shout rang out as a seductive Red-Clad Woman appeared.
Zhao Yang and Song Baliang looked up. Upon seeing the two of them, the woman's expression darkened instantly, filled with fury.
"It’s you!"
"It’s me." Zhao Yang recognized her; she was the Fallen Flower Saintess who had been mingling with the Divine Serpent Saint Child during their time in the Haotian Secret Realm. Later, he had shattered her sternum with a punch, leaving her buried in the mountain's back. If Liu Rou hadn't stopped him from killing her, she would have been dead long ago.
"You chose not to walk the path to heaven and instead barged into hell. Today, daring to intrude upon Falling Flower Valley will leave you with no way back!" The Fallen Flower Saintess shouted angrily as a Crimson Serpent Sword appeared in her hand, swiftly slashing toward them.
Zhao Yang and Song Baliang jumped to the sides simultaneously as the Crimson Serpent Sword struck where they had just been standing, creating a terrifying fissure that exuded a hint of ferocity and rage.
"Oh wow, it’s only been half a year since we last met, and your cultivation has improved," Zhao Yang remarked with feigned admiration while maintaining an air of disdain on his face.
"You’re seeking death!" The Fallen Flower Saintess roared as her figure flickered, splitting into over ten illusions that all charged toward Zhao Yang.
Zhao Yang stood still, not moving an inch. Just as the Crimson Serpent Sword was about to pierce his body, he suddenly raised his palm and slapped at one of the phantoms.
"You start panting just because I called you fat. Such petty tricks should be shown off in front of your grandfather. You overestimate yourself; go call your Valley Master. I have something to say to her," Zhao Yang declared with overwhelming confidence.
"Junior Brother..." Song Baliang reminded him from the side. They were in Falling Flower Valley, and Zhao Yang's arrogance could very well lead to trouble.
"What a big mouth you have, you reckless brat! Let's see if you can take my palm!" A hand suddenly flipped over the courtyard wall and struck towards Zhao Yang.
Zhao Yang cursed inwardly, realizing that someone was indeed attacking him. He raised his fist to counter, but with a loud explosion, he was sent flying a hundred meters, crashing into a building. His expression darkened as he understood that the attacker was far more powerful than he anticipated. After getting up, he said nothing and stood aside, waiting for the other party to speak.
"At least you know your place," the person in the courtyard remarked, their tone indifferent.
"Miao Shitai is unparalleled in skill; I am no match for you and humbly concede," Zhao Yang said, unusually polite.
"Master, it was this scoundrel who nearly killed me in the Haotian Secret Realm! You must seek justice for your Disciple!" the Fallen Flower Saintess cried out sorrowfully.
A sound of breaking air echoed as a Female Daoist appeared atop the courtyard wall; it was Miao Yujie, the Grand Elder of Falling Flower Valley.
Miao Yujie surveyed Zhao Yang and Song Baliang coldly. She was not an unreasonable person; after all, she managed all affairs of Falling Flower Valley herself, and there were reasons why Consort of Rain trusted her so deeply.
"Give me a reason not to kill you," Miao Yujie said coldly.
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