"Congratulations on your triumphant return, Senior Brothers and Sisters."
"How did the martial competition go?"
"Senior Brothers and Sisters, did we win?"
The moment Kun Long returned to the Eternal Devil Sect, many disciples within the sect received the news and came flooding over, asking about the results of the martial competition.
However, since the competition on the seventh day had not taken place, there was no way to determine whether the Eternal Devil Sect or the Crimson Moon Divine Sect had won.
Lin Bai quietly slipped away from the crowd and returned to the Sword Hiding Hermitage. There, he saw Zhou Xi sitting cross-legged on the bank of Moon Gazing Pond, cultivating, while Sun Yao was in seclusion inside her room.
Lin Bai merely swept them with his gaze before being slightly startled. "The two of you have been cultivating rather quickly. You've already condensed faint traces of Dao intent. It seems it won't be long before you break through to the Dao Realm."
"Master, you're back." Zhou Xi, who had been cultivating cross-legged, sensed a familiar aura entering the Sword Hiding Hermitage and immediately emerged from his cultivation. He rose and turned around, only to see Lin Bai dressed in white, detached and otherworldly, with wisps of white radiance flowing across his body, as though an immortal banished from the heavens had descended to the mortal world.
Hearing Zhou Xi's voice, Sun Yao also awakened from her seclusion. She opened the door and walked out, smiling at Lin Bai. "How much did you gain from this trip?"
Lin Bai walked into the pavilion. Zhou Xi brewed some hot tea and brought it over, and Lin Bai took a small sip. "The gains were fairly good. But you two have surprised me a little. It looks like you're both