Vast lake waters and lake mist soaked the distant sky; endless isles and peaks chilled the cold stones.
Before the morning sun had risen, Nanyuan Lake, churning beneath the Sea of Mist, was beautiful. Several streaks of light swept over the Nanyuan City docks, and the soldiers on the piers raised their weapons and cheered at them. They all knew those immortals were heading out to deal with the water demons.
A senior sister of the Golden Core Stage rode her sword, carrying Bai Yujun with her.
Sword flight could not compare to Yu Rong's cloud-riding prowess. Standing atop the sword, Bai Yujun was chilled through by the cold wind off Nanyuan Lake, heavy with moisture. Her body, which she had only just warmed beneath the covers, began losing heat again. Worse still, the flying sword bobbed up and down, enough to make a snake airsick—no, swordsick.
The senior disciples of Chunyang Palace, who had suffered a setback yesterday, were brimming with fighting spirit as they went to win back their face.
The thought of being mocked by Demonic Cultivators still made them furious. Once they had found reinforcements, they cheerfully made good on their promise first and handed over a bottle of pills. They were not particularly precious, but at least they were nutritious and potent.
Mornings were heavy with moisture, making them the best time for Swallowing Clouds and Exhaling Mist. It looked like she would be skipping class today.
As they flew, the senior sister explained things to Bai Yujun.
"Those Water Monsters are water demons steeped in demonic qi who have fallen into the demonic path. Most are at the Foundation Establishment Realm, though a few formidable ones are at the Late Qi Refining Stage. After cultivating the demonic path, Demonic Monsters become muddleheaded. Disciples of