The dean's office door closed softly, shutting out all the noise from outside.
Shui Yuntian stood by the window, watching the two figures walk away side by side in silence.
Sunlight streamed through the window lattice, illuminating her thoughtful face.
After a long while, she withdrew her gaze, turned, walked to the writing desk, and pressed the communication bell on it.
A moment later, a young woman in professional attire pushed open the door and entered. "Dean," she said respectfully.
Shui Yuntian said, "Notify the other deans that my cultivation has loosened and I need to enter seclusion immediately. If I fail to emerge in time, leave all matters concerning the competition the day after tomorrow to Ruo Yan."
The assistant froze briefly before lowering her head. "Yes."
She turned to leave, but Shui Yuntian added, "Also, tell Ruo Yan to treat Young Master Xiao well."
The assistant nodded and withdrew.
Only Shui Yuntian remained in the room. Standing by the window, she gazed at the shimmering Phoenix Nest Lake outside, a trace of complicated emotion flickering in her eyes.
She had already taken the Foundation and Longevity Pill.
Its medicinal power slowly spread through her body, warm energy flowing through all four limbs and every bone. She could clearly feel the bottleneck that had plagued her for years gradually loosening.
The gap between level seventy-nine and level eighty was an insurmountable chasm.
Countless talented Soul Masters could never cross this threshold in their entire lives. As for her, she had been stuck here for a full eight years.
Eight years.
How many eight years did one person have in a lifetime?
Shui Yuntian took a deep breath, then turned and left the office. Following a hidden path, she arrived at the shore of Phoenix Nest Lake. There stood an