Yingzhou Island, Horizon Sea Pavilion.
Seas turned to mulberry fields; even for cultivators, a hundred years could not be called short.
Back then, when the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect and Li Soul Valley had besieged their sect's main stronghold, blood winds and crimson rain had swept ten thousand li around. Yet as time passed, Yingzhou Island had regained its former beauty.
Although in that tragic battle, Horizon Sea Pavilion had likewise suffered grievous losses—dozens of Nascent Soul Realm cultivators had fallen, and Core Condensation Realm disciples had died by the thousands.
But in the end, its most fundamental vitality had not been wounded. As time passed, new disciples advanced again. Besides, Meng Ruyan was still there. With the foremost female cultivator of Cloud Province guarding it, even the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect and Li Soul Valley had been scattered into ash and smoke. With that fresh cart-rut of a warning before them, who would be so stuffed with food and idle courage as to dare covet Horizon Sea Pavilion again?
Of Cloud Province's former Seven Great Powers, only five remained now. As the instigator of it all, Horizon Sea Pavilion had lost many disciples, yet its fame and power had instead increased by more than double.
Aside from Pine Wind Academy, where Wang Tinglou resided, Horizon Sea Pavilion could almost rank second among all sects and clans in the Twelve Heavenly Cloud Provinces.
Especially in the Outer Seas of Cloud Province, nearly all cultivators followed Horizon Sea Pavilion's lead. The young master of the White Shark Gang was greedy for flowers and lustful, but even he only dared lay schemes in the dark; on the surface, he absolutely did not dare show Horizon Sea Pavilion the slightest disrespect.
Whether it was the matchmaking assembly or the grand disciple-recruitment ceremony, one