Su Yi and Pu Xuan left Bitter Rain Mountain together.
He decided to cultivate in Huai Huang Kingdom for a time.
First, to repair his heavily wounded soul.
Second, to temper his cultivation with the laws of heaven and earth in the mortal world.
In Su Yi's eyes, the heavenly laws of Huai Huang Kingdom were like a natural sharpening stone. The process of contending against them was a rare form of tempering for his cultivation.
Once his cultivation was no longer suppressed in the slightest, he would naturally set off and leave.
News of the battle at Bitter Rain Mountain did not spread.
After National Preceptor Lu Yuan, Shen Duqiu, and Yun Zhaoan awoke from their stupor, although they had no idea what exactly had happened,
they knew full well that surviving this time had already been a stroke of heaven-defying luck.
As for where Xiao Zhixuan had gone, why the stone stele at the mountain's foot engraved with the Heavenly Hunt Imperial Edict had shattered, and whether Bitter Rain Mountain's stroke of fortune had been taken away...
No one knew.
"We martial artists challenged immortals and gods with our fists. Though defeated, we were still honored. If word got out, would it not make for a fine tale?"
Lu Yuan sighed. "It is a pity that we failed to learn that Immortal Master's name. That is truly one of life's regrets."
Both Yun Zhaoan and Shen Duqiu were deeply moved.
"How will you explain this to the Hei Ya Sword Sect?"
Yun Zhaoan could not help asking.
National Preceptor Lu Yuan fell silent for a moment before saying, "Since those two Immortal Masters from the True Martial Sword Court did not kill us to silence us, it means they are not afraid of the news leaking. We can