Lu Yang was quite popular in the Moon Laurel Immortal Palace.
As Lan Ting led him around the palace, the palace disciples were equally eager to look him over.
Wherever they went, a cluster of disciples would gather, asking questions nonstop, making Lu Yang feel like some rare specimen.
After all, male cultivators were indeed a rare sight in the Immortal Palace.
"Alright, alright, don't forget it's training time now. Don't let yourselves get distracted."
A steady voice rang out, and the chattering group of palace disciples immediately fell silent and returned to their places to practice properly.
A cold-faced female cultivator approached; she wore a jet-black ring on her middle finger.
"Senior Sister Jinghong."
Lan Ting bowed, and Lu Yang followed suit, doing the gesture properly.
"Greetings, Senior Sister Jinghong."
After returning their bows, Senior Sister Jinghong said, "I suppose this must be the Young Brother Lu everyone has been talking about."