In the starry sky.
Sword Saint Yuexi walked ahead, her white dress fluttering slightly. Her demeanor was ethereal and pure, exuding a refreshing fragrance that made her seem like a celestial fairy descending to the mortal realm.
Ye Feng followed behind, his expression unwavering.
Pop!
The two vanished into the void.
Dizhou, Nantian Sword Sect.
Ye Feng and Sword Saint Yuexi appeared out of thin air above the sect's gate, instantly attracting the attention of nearby cultivators.
"Greetings to the Great Elder!"
"Greetings to Sect Master Ye."
Everyone immediately stood up and bowed, their faces filled with respect, admiration, and delight.
"Where is the Sect Master?" Sword Saint Yuexi asked, looking at a Saint Realm Elder clad in a moon-colored robe.
"Reporting to the Great Elder, the Sect Master has been in closed-door cultivation in the rear mountain. He has never left." The Saint Realm Elder quickly replied, his face full of reverence.
"Mm, alright."
