Sorry, sorry for the late update. This chapter is twenty thousand words long.

(Sorry, sorry for the late update. This chapter is twenty thousand words long.)

Nothing momentous happened on Luopo Mountain. As Zhu Lian and Pei Xiang had said, the sun shone and the breeze blew; wind swept over the hills and rain struck the water. It was all a pleasure to behold.

Luopo Mountain enjoyed this peace not because it stood apart from worldly strife, but because the people who had grown up—adults and elders now—sheltered it from wind and rain, each from a different place near or far.

There was Sword Immortal Mi Yu, for instance, who had already made a trip to the battlefield at Old Dragon City, and Nascent Soul sword cultivator Cui Wei, who was on his way to one.

Even Pei Qian, who back then had stood only a little taller than Zhou Mili, was now on the central battlefield of Golden Armor Continent. The person she pursued was Cao Ci, the Ten Realms martial man she regarded as her master's great martial rival. Pei Qian chased both the heights of his fist arts and his tally of enemies slain. She still could not catch him; the gap between them remained vast. But to Pei Qian, having learned to fight meant she had to do something with it. And so, across the half of Golden Armor Continent now teetering on the brink, everyone knew that beside Cao Ci and the renowned martial prodigy Yu Juanfu fought another young female martial artist named Pei Qian. Her talent was more extraordinary still, her punches fiercer. She excelled at trading wounds for lives and sought out powerful Demon Race foes on the battlefield. Any Demon Race Earth Immortal cultivator unfortunate enough to face her left no whole corpse beneath her fists.

The Northern Yue Region, half of Great Li's