Half-step Third-grade Supreme

Silver Mist Palace.

After their victory over the Calamity Guard, Silver Mist Palace was thoroughly engulfed in cheers today.

Every member of Silver Mist Palace wore an excited expression. They had bottled up this resentment for far too many years.

From now on, no one in the Qiankun Sect would dare look upon Silver Mist Palace with mockery or disdain again.

The Silver Mist Hall was filled with jubilation.

Everyone raised their cups and traded drinks, their spirits soaring as hearty laughter echoed throughout Silver Mist Palace.

After several rounds of wine and food, Lin Langtian went alone to the top of the hall.

Gazing at the bright moon, a trace of nostalgia surfaced in Lin Langtian's eyes. Before him, three graceful figures of distinctly different charms seemed to flicker in and out of view.

"Qingzhu, Xinlian, Xiaoxiao..."

Lin Langtian murmured to himself. Thinking about it, they had been apart for nearly half a year.

As the saying went, a brief separation made reunion sweeter than newlyweds. Once he had truly established himself in the Great Thousand World, he would definitely bring over all his family and friends from the Heavenly Profound Continent.

To achieve that goal, he would need to attain at least the Earthly Supreme realm—perhaps even the Heavenly Sovereign realm.

"Thinking about your homeland?" A clear voice suddenly sounded beside Lin Langtian.

He turned his head and saw Jiang Yinlan sitting atop the towering eaves at some unknown time. Her waterfall-like silver hair cascaded down, gently fluttering in the night breeze.

Smelling the faint fragrance drifting to his nose, Lin Langtian paused, then nodded slightly.

Jiang Yinlan propped her fragrant cheek up with one jade-like hand and smiled at Lin Langtian. The coldness on her pretty face vanished completely, replaced by a gentleness rarely seen in her.