On the first day after becoming a core disciple, Lin You felt hostility coming at him from every direction.
As he followed Yaoguang into the inner sect, countless gazes stabbed toward him like blades. The female disciples, usually so haughty, now stared at him in disbelief.
"He’s that male disciple?"
"I heard it’s because he has a natural Dao body..."
"Hmph. No matter what, he’s still a man. What gives him the right to enter the inner sect?"
Whispers filled the air, but Lin You acted as if he couldn’t hear them. He noticed that the inner sect’s buildings were nothing like those in the outer sect: every detail was refined and luxurious. The air was thick with spiritual energy, lifting his spirits.
"This is where you’ll be staying." Yaoguang led him to a secluded courtyard. "Mother arranged it especially. It’s very close to her chambers."
Lin You nodded and was just about to thank her when a chill suddenly ran through him. He turned and saw a woman in purple glaring coldly at him.
"Junior Sister Yaoguang, who is this?" The woman in purple approached slowly, her gaze sharp as a blade.
