Starfall Continent.
A plane where sects stood thick as forests.
There was no shortage of powerful experts here, nor was there any shortage of fortunate opportunities.
For example, long, long ago, someone had accidentally obtained an ancient martial arts manual, put what they learned into practice, and founded the Taixuan Sacred Sect. After years of development, it had finally become one of the top powers.
Today's side story.
Would begin with this sect.
Northeast Luzhou.
A land frozen solid by bitter cold.
According to meteorological experts, this province spent at least seven months of every year in a state of extreme cold. Especially atop Taixuan Mountain in the far north, temperatures dropped so low that survival became difficult.
Yet amid such a harsh environment, a sect stood tall.
Taixuan Sacred Sect.
One of the top sects on the Starfall Continent.
In a world centered on the Martial Dao, it was a colossal behemoth.
"Hoo!"
A cold wind swept past, making the gatekeeping disciples shiver.
"Today is even colder than yesterday."
"Come to think of it, the winters these past few years have gotten colder and colder."
Perhaps because the temperature was too low, the two gatekeeping disciples rubbed their hands as they spoke in hushed voices.
"Senior Brother Duo." The clearly younger disciple on the left asked curiously, "You've been in the sect for many years. Have you ever seen that person?"
That person?
The disciple on the right seemed to understand. He shook his head with a self-mocking smile. "She's the Grand Elder's Personal Disciple. How could an Entry-level disciple like me possibly have seen her?"
Taixuan Sacred Sect disciples were divided into four ranks: Entry-level disciples, Outer disciples, Inner disciples, and Personal Disciples. If that differs from the main story, it means too much time has passed