The Dao Sect was never short of geniuses. After all, how could anyone who made it here be an ordinary person?
Although Lin Dong had yet to make a name for himself within the Dao Sect,
someone still needed to claim the Desolate Hall's inheritance.
Of course,
that person could never be Lin Dong.
The next day, at noon.
Fu Ye leisurely climbed out of bed.
Sleeping until midday
had already become a habit for him.
What surprised him, however, was that
before he had even stepped out of the cave residence, he saw the sisters Ying Huanhuan and Ying Xiaoxiao sparring with each other.
They were gaining insight into the mysteries of the techniques they cultivated through actual combat.
When the two of them saw Fu Ye emerge from the cave residence, their eyes were likewise filled with surprise.
"Y-you... why did you come out of this cave residence? Didn't you go back last night?"
Ying Huanhuan was utterly confused, but Ying Xiaoxiao tugged on her ear, signaling that she had said something wrong.
"The Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace is full of female cultivators, and they're all putting on airs of being pure and detached. It's utterly boring."
"I finally managed to sneak out for once, so why would I be in such a hurry to go back?"
As he spoke,
Fu Ye turned his gaze toward Ying Xiaoxiao.
"I heard that you little girl couldn't beat Qingzhu, and that you seem to regard her as someone you're striving to catch up to."
Fu Ye's voice carried a hint of teasing.
Yet after hearing his words, although she was somewhat dejected, she was not discouraged.
"I'll become stronger than her someday!"
A faint smile appeared at the corners of Fu Ye's eyes upon hearing that.
"Your Dao Sect seems