My father is the True Monarch Feiyu!
Lu Xuanji slightly frowned, then swiftly put away his magical treasures and materials, looking towards the location of the battle.
He saw a Nascent Soul True Monarch pursuing a female cultivator.
The female cultivator was only at the late Golden Core stage, far from being a match for a Nascent Soul True Monarch, merely relying on the cloud magical treasure beneath her feet to escape, about to be hunted down, facing a desperate situation.
"The daughter of True Monarch Feiyu, it seems she ought to be saved!"
Lu Xuanji pondered.
Recalling the experience of being with True Monarch Feiyu not long ago, he was even gifted a gold medal by the True Monarch before parting.
The True Monarch is quite a respectable person, his daughter should be rescued.
Buzz buzz!
