Ling Xuanxiao looked at the delicate, pretty face before him.
Di Nüfeng?
Di Nüfeng: (*^▽^*)
"Ling Xuanxiao, you're awake."
Ling Xuanxiao rubbed his aching head, his chest rising and falling without pause.
"I..."
Ling Xuanxiao looked around.
"Where is this?"
"Heavenly Fiend Hall."
Painful memories surged back like a tide.
It took Ling Xuanxiao quite a while before he finally recovered.
"How long was I asleep?"
Di Nüfeng tilted her head and thought for a moment. "Quite a few years."
Asking had been pointless.
It seemed Di Nüfeng had saved him.
"I'll have someone bring you something to eat. You must be hungry."
Ling Xuanxiao shook his head, indicating that he did not need anything.
"Can you call one of your subordinates over?"
"What do you want?"
"I want to ask about something."
"You can just ask me directly."
Ling Xuanxiao fell silent.
Di Nüfeng looked at him.
Ling Xuanxiao: ...
Before long, Zhang Tianxin, who had now become one of Di Nüfeng's trusted aides, arrived before Ling Xuanxiao.
"Shu Mountain has fallen. The Shushan Sect Leader, Lingxu, along with the remaining Peak Masters and elders, have all died.
Only a small number of disciples escaped by luck. Some Shushan Disciples who were away from the sect were not caught up in it, but they were still hunted down and could only drift from place to place. This year is the thirty-first year of the Chaotic Ancient Era..."
Shu Mountain was gone...
"Brother Xuanxiao, Brother Xuanxiao!"
Zhang Tianxin noticed that Ling Xuanxiao had become distracted.
"Brother Xuanxiao, what's wrong?"
Ling Xuanxiao lowered his head and remained silent for a long while.
"Nothing."
Zhang Tianxin patted Ling Xuanxiao's shoulder. "Brother Xuanxiao, don't worry. At least you're safe here. The world outside is in chaos now. You've been unconscious for thirty years,