The scene returned to Li Zhōujūn.
Led by Mi Xuěyuán and her two disciples, Li Zhōujūn set off toward Sunken Moon Valley.
After traveling for several months, Mi Xuěyuán took Li Zhōujūn along only remote routes, where scarcely anyone could be found.
Although Li Zhōujūn harbored some doubts, he did not ask. With no one disturbing the peace along the way, he was happy enough, preparing to show off in Sunken Moon Valley and be a carefree fisherman.
Elsewhere, at Night Cold Palace.
Ever since returning from the Virtual-Real Realm, Yan Shifu had locked herself in a secret chamber and had not stepped outside even once.
The master of Night Cold Palace, Guo Rongyin—who was also Yan Shifu's teacher—stood frowning before the secret chamber's door. "What on earth happened in the Virtual-Real Realm to make all of you Eternal Ninth Stage cultivators who entered it look like eggplants hit by frost, each of you clamming up and refusing to say a word?"
"Master, I only want to hurry up and enter the Eternal Tenth Stage. I don't want to stay at the Eternal Ninth Stage anymore." Yan Shifu's voice came from inside the secret chamber.
Clearly, Yan Shifu had lost all confidence after being crushed by Li Zhōujūn.
"I need you to personally handle something. You're the only one I can trust to do it." Guo Rongyin sighed.
"Tell me, Master," Yan Shifu replied.
"Do you still remember that remnant of Returning Egret Sect named Mi Xuěyuán?
"She escaped by sheer luck with her two disciples and the item Night Cold Palace needed, then vanished without a trace. Now they have resurfaced. It would be inconvenient for me to act, so you must deal with them and retrieve that thing." Guo Rongyin spoke.
Boom!
With a thunderous crash, the secret