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Yellow Heaven Demon Venerable also felt as though the image of an outstanding junior had shattered before his eyes. In his eyes, Duàn Yì had instantly changed from a grand martial arts master with peerless talent and comprehension, supreme cultivation, into someone entangled in tender affairs of the heart, with complicated feelings and an indecisive, dragging nature.

"As for matters of the heart, it is not my place to say much. But in martial arts, your decision was correct.

"For the time ahead, steady yourself and thoroughly digest the vast, majestic foundation you now possess. That is the proper path."

Duàn Yì nodded. This was what it meant for great minds to think alike. Presumably, if he had made some different plan,

Yellow Heaven Demon Venerable would have spoken up to guide him, lest he become immersed in his present achievements and stray onto a crooked path.

"Then, what plans do Grandfather and Sister Yue have?"

A blush spread across Yuè Jiāo Nú's fair, jade-fat face. She was unbearably shy and sweet as she said softly,

"Since Qū Dōng Liú is dead, I plan to first visit the Golden Cauldron Sect on Shalu Mountain, then return to Huaizhou to rebuild Moon Worship Palace. Moon Worship Palace was the Palace Master's life's work, into which she poured who knew how much effort. I cannot let it perish like this."

Duàn Yì understood. Yuè Jiāo Nú was surely going to settle her emotional affairs with Bái Xī Wén, and perhaps she would borrow the Golden Cauldron Sect's strength to rebuild Moon Worship Palace.

For a power to grow from nothing, developing and expanding bit by bit, was exceedingly difficult. Fortunately, Moon Worship Palace was not an unknown name in the martial world and had accumulated foundations over many years.

So long as