Early in the morning, Xiao Mo and the other two continued their journey toward the Black Dragon Sect. Before long, they could see the mountain peaks where the Black Dragon Sect was located.

From the spiritual power emanating from those mountain peaks, Xiao Mo sensed a murderous aura.

This was a sign that the sect-protecting formation was ready to activate at any moment.

From this, it could be seen that the Black Dragon Sect's situation was truly somewhat troublesome.

"Let's go."

Xiao Mo withdrew his gaze and strode forward.

"Young Master, please wait..." Sili called out from behind Xiao Mo.

"What is it?" Xiao Mo turned around and asked.

Sili smiled slightly, speaking charmingly, "Young Master, you cultivate all day and don't know about matters between sects, which is perfectly normal. This Black Dragon Sect actually has some grudges with our Ten Thousand Dao Sect."

"What grudges?" Xiao Mo wasn't aware of this.

"The previous sect master of the Black Dragon Sect and the previous sect master of our Ten Thousand Dao Sect once fought fiercely over a woman. The two sides swore never to have anything to do with each other until death.

Although this servant doesn't know what Young Master intends to do at the Black Dragon Sect, if Young Master just goes in like this, it naturally won't work.

We three might even be directly driven out."

As she spoke, Sili looked toward Wangxin.

Wangxin tilted her head, blinking her eyes in confusion.

"Apart from not getting along with our Ten Thousand Dao Sect, the Black Dragon Sect also has a poor impression of the Buddhist sects in the Western Region," Sili examined Wangxin carefully, "So Sister Wangxin also needs to disguise herself a bit."

"Those who have left home cannot speak falsehoods or deceive people," Wangxin shook her head and instinctively took a step back.

"Little Sister Wangxin, don't worry. We're just dressing you up a little. If they can't recognize Sister Wangxin, that's their problem. What does it have to do with Sister Wangxin?" Sili began to coax Wangxin.

"..." Listening to Sili's words, Wangxin lowered her head. She felt there was some logic to what she said, but her expression still showed some hesitation.

"What does Young Master think?" Sili asked Xiao Mo.

After all, if Xiao Mo didn't agree, she wouldn't dare do anything to Wangxin.

"Do as you see fit," Xiao Mo said.

"Very well, Young Master," Seeing that Xiao Mo didn't object, Sili felt much more at ease, "Quick, quick, quick, Wangxin, take off your clothes. Sister will help dress you up properly. It's rare to have such good natural features, we can't waste them."

As her words fell, Sili immediately set up a formation, blocking all spiritual sense detection and external sight, then began pulling at the monk's robe Wangxin was wearing.

"Sister Wangxin has such a good figure, I really couldn't tell. Is this what books call looking slim when dressed?"

"Wait, this is almost catching up to mine?"

"Sister Wangxin, your skin is so delicate. How can it be so smooth and so white?"

"Heaven is truly unfair!"

"Sister Sili, don't touch randomly..."

"Just one touch, just one! The last one!"

"Sister Sili... don't..."

Although the formation blocked spiritual sense detection, the sounds from inside still came through.

Xiao Mo shook his head and added another layer to the formation, blocking the sounds of the two playing around.

One incense stick's worth of time later, Sili and Wangxin finally emerged from the formation.

Wangxin had already changed out of her monk's robe and put on a light pink long dress. The dress fit her perfectly, outlining her slender waist and tall figure just right.

The hem of the dress, embroidered with small scattered flowers, fell gently, neither ostentatious nor dragging.

Wangxin, who hadn't worn a long dress in over ten years, was somewhat unaccustomed to it and kept looking down at her clothes.

Her delicate, clean, fair cheeks showed a natural flush from shyness, but her eyebrows were fine and neat, her eyes clear and calm.

She wore a wig, her long hair loosely gathered behind her head by Sili, with a few strands of hair casually hanging by her ears. The whole person looked relaxed and natural.

It was as if she stood there as a clean, simple painting, yet one couldn't help but take a few more glances.

It had to be said that as a disciple of Ten Thousand Flowers Peak, Sili truly had considerable skill in makeup and dress.

"How is it? Does Young Master think Sister Wangxin looks good?" The corners of Sili's mouth curved up slightly, as if seeking credit.

"Not bad, quite pretty," Xiao Mo nodded truthfully.

And Wangxin, praised by Xiao Mo, had her eyes light up quietly. A small happiness spread through her heart, and even the originally nervous young girl became confident because of this one sentence.

"Stop standing there in a daze. Let's go," Xiao Mo took one last look at Wangxin before continuing forward.

"Coming..."

Wangxin held her skirt and jogged to stay beside Xiao Mo.

"Really, Sister Wangxin looks so good, yet he doesn't know to give a few more compliments."

Sili sighed, feeling somewhat indignant on Wangxin's behalf.

But then, looking at the backs of the man and woman in front of her, these two people seemed to have an inexplicable harmony.

Before long, the three of them arrived at the mountain gate of the Black Dragon Sect.

"Who goes there?"

The several guard disciples of the Black Dragon Sect, upon seeing the three of them, all became alert and gripped the long swords in their hands tightly.

"My name is Xiao Mo. I am a wandering cultivator. Eight years ago, two elder brothers of mine came to the Black Dragon Sect to seek immortals. I wonder if they are cultivating within the sect? May I visit them?"

Xiao Mo stepped forward with a bow, speaking politely and courteously.

Seeing Xiao Mo's polite manner, even Sili was momentarily stunned.

Thinking of how Xiao Mo had killed people like cutting grass before, and his cold attitude toward her and Wangxin, Sili really couldn't imagine he would be so polite to others.

After the guard disciples exchanged glances, one disciple stepped forward and asked, "May I ask what your elder brothers' names are? We can go inside and search for them for you."

"My eldest brother is named Zheng Shanhan, my second brother is named Lou Tai. As for their bone age, they should be about twenty-three or twenty-four by now," Xiao Mo said truthfully.

"So it's Brother Zheng and Brother Lou," The cultivator smiled upon hearing the names, "Please wait a moment. I'll go find them immediately."

"Thank you for the trouble, senior brother."

"You're too kind. I still owe your two brothers money for wine."

After speaking a few words with his colleagues, the guard disciple immediately flew back into the sect.

While waiting for his brothers, Xiao Mo chatted casually with the other three Black Dragon Sect disciples.

After they learned that Xiao Mo was one of their own, they relaxed in their hearts.

Through his conversation with them, Xiao Mo learned that the Black Dragon Sect's situation was indeed not very good recently.

The Imperial Beast Sect was now camped and garrisoned in the mountains twenty li away, eyeing the Black Dragon Sect covetously. A great battle could break out at any moment.

And from their mouths, Xiao Mo also learned that after his eldest and second brothers entered the Black Dragon Sect, they cultivated diligently and were now Cave Mansion realm cultivators.

They could even be selected as direct disciples of a Peak Master if they passed through the martial competition but recently, due to the Imperial Beast Sect, this martial competition could only be temporarily canceled.

"Fifth Brother!"

Just as Xiao Mo was about to ask about the specific situation with the Imperial Beast Sect, the voices of two men came from the air.