Qing Lin's Experiences

While Xiao Heng was in seclusion, everyone else went about their own business. Xiao Yan trained every day in the back mountains of Starfall Pavilion.

Xiao Yi Xian was training as well. At their level, rapid advancement had become quite difficult. But as long as there were sufficient resources, rapid progress was not impossible for someone with a special constitution like Xiao Yi Xian's.

And then there was Qing Lin. After arriving at Starfall Pavilion, the little girl had settled down peacefully and seemed quite fond of the place. Of course, Xiao Heng had not forgotten about purging her poison. Though the Nine Netherworld Python Clan's poison was rather troublesome, it was merely a matter of effort for an Eighth-grade Alchemist. He had resolved the matter before entering seclusion.

A few things had also happened across the continent. First, Soul Hall and the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan had gone to war. Both sides had sent more than ten Dou Zun experts, and they fought for a full day and night. In the end, both suffered casualties and parted on bad terms.

Then the Wind Thunder Pavilion's master, Venerable Thunder, disappeared. It was said that he had died in some ruins. There were also a few bits of gossip and minor incidents, but those need not be mentioned.

The weather was pleasant today. A few marshmallow-like white clouds occasionally drifted through the blue sky. The air was crisp and refreshing, while the emerald trees among the mountains stretched in the wind, rustling softly.

Two figures streaked swiftly through the mountain range, descending between two peaks after flying several thousand meters.

Landing amid the mountains, Xiao Yi Xian looked down at the valley below and softly said, "This is the place."

Qing Lin nodded slightly beside her, though she still hesitated. "Brother