Chapter 359 ·Thousand Aspects Enter Clear Sky

Zhu ‍​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‍Xunyang recounted the course of the war between the Clear Sky Sect and the Myriad Yin Sect over the past year, leaving Shen Yue and the others deeply shocked.

They ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍knew all too well how powerful the Myriad Yin Sect was. Over the past few years, it had pushed them into desperate situations time and again.

Ever ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍since learning that the Clear Sky Sect had gone to war with the Myriad Yin Sect, Shen Yue would attack any Myriad Yin Sect cultivator he encountered, hoping to share the burden for his sect.

Yet ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍now…

Lin ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Lingzhou, Wan Feng, and Yin Jingxing were also stunned by the strength of the Clear Sky Sect, imagining what kind of flourishing scene such a sect must possess.

Shen ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Yue and Jiang Zhaoxia, however, felt uneasy. In their memories, the Clear Sky Sect was still just a small sect rooted in the Nine Provinces. How could it cross hundreds of thousands of miles to defeat a cultivation sect like the Myriad Yin Sect?

What exactly had happened to the Clear Sky Sect?

With countless doubts in their hearts, they entered the City Lord’s residence.

“Could this be the Sect Master’s youngest disciple?” Zhu Xunyang asked curiously after sitting down, looking at Yin Jingxing.

His gaze made Yin Jingxing nervous.

Everyone sat, drinking tea as they spoke.

Shen Yue asked in surprise, “How do you know about this?”

“It’s no longer a secret. After all, you two have been gone for so long,” Zhu Xunyang said with a smile, while inwardly thinking about how to build a closer relationship with Yin Jingxing.

During the war, Yuan Li, Xu Ning, Zhao Zhen, Ji Ya, and Hu Yan had all contributed greatly, proving the Sect Master’s vision and ability to nurture disciples.

Even though Yin Jingxing was still young and showed no extraordinary traits, Zhu Xunyang believed he would become the most dazzling disciple of the next generation.

Shen Yue suddenly thought of something and said, “Let’s catch up later. I must bring him back first.”

Although this was a Clear Sky Sect stronghold, it was far from the main sect. The Myriad Yin Sect could attack at any time.

Zhu Xunyang understood Yin Jingxing’s importance and immediately nodded, standing up.

On the way, Shen Yue invited Lin Lingzhou and Wan Feng to join the Clear Sky Sect. After some hesitation, both agreed.

……

At noon, Li Qingqiu was cultivating when Xiao Wuqing arrived, informing him that Jiang Zhaoxia and Shen Yue had returned—and had brought back his disciple. This delighted him.

With the end of the year approaching, he had not expected even better news.

Inside the Lingxiao Courtyard, Li Qingqiu stared intently at Yin Jingxing. Yin Jingxing was so nervous he dared not sit, hiding behind Shen Yue.

Shen Yue recounted his experiences. Besides Xiao Wuqing, Zhang Yuchun, Li Dongyue, Li Sijin, and Li Sifeng were also present. They were all curious about Shen Yue and Jiang Zhaoxia’s journeys over the years.

After Shen Yue finished, everyone sighed in amazement. They had expected hardship—but not to this extent, especially his long struggle against the Myriad Yin Sect alone.

“What about you, Third Senior Brother?” Li Sijin asked Jiang Zhaoxia with concern.

Jiang Zhaoxia swirled his cup and replied, “Cutting through thorns, slaying demons at every step, countless fortuitous encounters, turning danger into safety—nothing worth mentioning.”

Li Sijin’s mouth twitched. The others were helpless—they were already used to his personality.

Li Qingqiu beckoned Yin Jingxing forward.

Yin Jingxing hesitated.

Shen Yue patted his hand. “What are you afraid of? This is your master. From now on, he will be the one closest to you, the one who treats you best. Follow him, and your future will be boundless.”

Encouraged, Yin Jingxing cautiously approached.

As soon as he reached Li Qingqiu, Li Qingqiu pulled him onto his lap.

Not yet five years old, Yin Jingxing initially felt nervous, but soon smiled. He could sense Li Qingqiu’s genuine warmth.

“From today onward, you are my seventh disciple. No one will bully you—and you must not bully others without cause,” Li Qingqiu said with a smile.

Yin Jingxing nodded, half-understanding.

Li Dongyue looked at him and sighed, “Back then, Yuan Li and Zhao Zhen were also held like this.”

Her words stirred memories among the group.

Unknowingly, the Clear Sky Sect had already raised multiple generations of disciples. Yuan Li and Zhao Zhen had become pillars of the sect.

They began talking about Li Qingqiu’s other disciples. Yin Jingxing listened attentively, filled with curiosity about his senior brothers and sisters.

After a while—

Shen Yue said, “Sect Master, along the way, two people helped us greatly. I would like to bring them into the sect.”

“Very well. Should they receive special treatment?” Li Qingqiu asked.

He did not care much—if they were talented, he would see it. Otherwise, he would simply grant Shen Yue face.

After all Shen Yue had done, promoting two people was nothing.

Shen Yue hesitated, then said, “Can they be entered into the registry?”

Being entered into the registry meant becoming outer disciples—a status not easily obtained in today’s world.

“Of course. Wuqing, handle it personally. Bring Jingxing along as well. Jingxing, remember to thank them. Never forget them, and maintain a good relationship,” Li Qingqiu instructed.

Yin Jingxing did not fully understand such matters, but he liked Lin Lingzhou and Wan Feng, so he nodded happily.

Thus, Xiao Wuqing left with Shen Yue and Yin Jingxing.

After they departed, Li Qingqiu looked at Jiang Zhaoxia. “How many times were you injured?”

The longer Jiang Zhaoxia had been away, the more Li Qingqiu regretted sending him out.

But aside from Jiang Zhaoxia, there had been no better candidate—he was powerful and possessed the Red Dust True Dragon destiny.

Jiang Zhaoxia rolled his eyes. “Me? Injured? Impossible.”

Zhang Yuchun teased, “Then where did that scar on your brow come from?”

“It makes me look better.”

Li Sijin and Li Sifeng joined in teasing him.

Li Qingqiu’s gaze then fell on the sword on the table. It was excellent—though not comparable to the Supreme Sword, it was far superior to any other blade in the sect.

Jiang Zhaoxia noticed and said, “On the way back, we encountered Yan Duhai. If not for Song Qianxiang of the Heavenly Sword Sect, we would have died. This sword belonged to Yan Duhai—she seized it and left it for us.”

Before Li Qingqiu could respond, Li Sifeng widened his eyes.

“The Heavenly Sword Sect? And the surname Song?”

Everyone looked at him.

“My Thousand-Year Sword Soul told me before dissipating to find the Heavenly Sword Sect. His senior brother is named Song Kejian—I must find them!” Li Sifeng said excitedly, about to stand.

Li Qingqiu glared at him. “Where would you even look?”

Li Sifeng calmed down and turned to Jiang Zhaoxia with hopeful eyes.

Jiang Zhaoxia said bluntly, “I don’t know where it is. Don’t cause trouble. With your current ability, you’d die before finding it. Focus on cultivation—if you live long enough, you’ll meet them eventually. They’re stronger than us, and you’re not qualified to meet Song Kejian yet.”

Though harsh, Li Sifeng found it reasonable.

Li Qingqiu grew interested in Song Qianxiang and asked Jiang Zhaoxia to recount the battle in detail. Jiang Zhaoxia did not hide anything.

……

On a cliff, Lin Lingzhou gazed at the vast scene below, his expression dazed.

Snow filled the sky. Countless Clear Sky Sect disciples moved through the mist, creating a breathtaking sight like an immortal realm.

He had already learned that the Sect Master was Li Qingqiu, and that Zhang Yuchun and Jiang Zhaoxia were high-ranking members. This was also the Taikun Mountain Range.

Everything matched—but it felt unreal.

How could the Clear Sky Sect be a cultivation sect capable of defeating the Myriad Yin Sect head-on?

This completely contradicted what his master had told him. If the Clear Sky Sect had cultivation methods, how could his master not know?

Lin Lingzhou felt absurd, standing lost in the falling snow.

Behind him, Wan Feng chatted with a pilgrim, listening to stories of the Clear Sky Sect as if hearing legends.

……

By dusk, news of Shen Yue and Jiang Zhaoxia’s return had spread. The name of the Sect Master’s seventh disciple also circulated—

Yin Jingxing!

A boy from a distant dynasty, who had entered the Sect Master’s dreams at birth.

All disciples grew curious. Noble families gathered information, and young talents already regarded him as a future rival.

At the foot of the mountain—

A woman in white stood before the sect gate, her presence aloof and proud.

It was Song Qianxiang of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

“A sect like this… yet it has two sword cultivators with great destiny?”

She frowned, puzzled.

She had followed Shen Yue and Jiang Zhaoxia—not to target the sect, but to ensure they would not perish along the way.

The teleportation formations allowed her to catch up easily.

Though confused, she decided to see the sect for herself.

As she stepped forward, the disciples guarding the gate watched her warily.

She had passed through the Small Zhou Heavenly Net Formation—she should be fine, but her aura suggested extraordinary origins.

As soon as she entered, she was stopped by a figure.

“You’re a sword cultivator?”

The speaker was Yan Qing, a genius from the Spirit Sea. Standing above, he looked down at her with a playful smile.

He had been heading down the mountain to find a quiet place to cultivate when he encountered her.

Her sword, her bearing—she was clearly no ordinary person. He assumed she might be a hidden talent of the sect.

Since he had never seen her before, he wanted to test her strength.

Yan Qing did not believe there could be another disciple as terrifying as the Sword Demon, Yun Cai, or Yuan Li.

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