The autumn wind blew across the black earth. This was a season that was cold at first but then warm. There were mountains and forests outside Blackstone City, and dried leaves flew with the wind.

A dead yellow leaf flew in the wind and fell outside of Blackstone City, blocking the gazes from the man and woman from meeting.

When the leaf scattered, Wang Lin withdrew his gaze. This was a very ordinary woman. She had the bloodline of an ancient demon but gave off no demonic aura. Instead, she gave off the aura of a pure white lotus.

Below the woman’s right eye was a birthmark. Not only did this birthmark not destroy her purity, it added an extra touch. With it, even though she was not an absolute beauty, she still made one’s heart pound.

Like her name, Song Zhi was as exquisite as someone in a painting.

“Song Zhi greets the prince and fellow lords of the Ancient Dao ambassadors.” Her face was slightly red as she bowed at everyone.

“Your surname is Song? She...

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