Her aura struck Yang An as deeply inauthentic.
It was a well-known fact that this world was a mess, filled with all sorts of people. Everyone was mired in filth, and even Innate Flesh Mushrooms were no exception. No lotus could bloom from such a vast swamp of muck.
Rather than believe White Bird was a Fairy with an otherworldly aura, Yang An was more inclined to think it was some kind of disguise.
To Yang An's surprise, White Bird's Cultivation Level was no weaker than Broken Hand's; she was also at the Middle Stage of Corpse Transformation, nearing the Late Stage.
After a wait of several days, all the members had finally arrived. Once they had all been introduced, Yang An called a gathering.
Everyone already had a clear understanding of the hierarchy within the Scripture Defector Association.
Why was Yang An the one to summon them? Setting all else aside, the very fact that none of them could discern his Cultivation Level was reason enough.
