This young man was extremely handsome, clad in white as snow, and carried himself gracefully, appearing no less than Xiao Zheng in terms of looks.
There was a faint smile on his face as he sized up Xiao Zheng and then said lazily with a smirk, "So you are Xiao Zheng from Sky Net, the Evil God? You indeed look extraordinary."
"Are you from the Huashan Sect?" A profound light flashed in Xiao Zheng's eyes.
"Yes, I am Yun Feiyang, the seventh-ranked disciple of the Huashan Sect," he replied.
Yun Feiyang slightly raised his chin, a trace of pride in his eyes.
In a place sacred to martial arts where geniuses were as common as rain, being ranked seventh was an achievement worth boasting about.
However, Xiao Zheng's expression remained unchanged, and he simply nodded slightly, saying, "So, it's just the seventh."
The smile on Yun Feiyang's face froze instantly—it was just the seventh?
He couldn't help but think, do you know what being the seventh in the Huashan Sect signifies?