Lingxiao Sect, sect plaza.
Fairy Zi Ling, Jin Yun, and the others had gathered together, all gazing toward the summit of Purple Cloud Mountain.
Fairy Zi Ling held a wine flask, calmly drinking Spirit Wine. Yet her divine sense had long since spread out in secret, scanning several li around Purple Cloud Mountain.
Given the Liu Family's way of doing things, if they knew Zhou Ling was undergoing a lightning tribulation, how could they let such an opportunity slip by?
Still, this was the core region of the Dao Alliance. Zhou Ling was now the Head of the Xuan Army Division as well. If they wanted to make a move, they would have to weigh the consequences.
So long as she could withstand one wave of attacks, the higher-ups of the Dao Alliance would naturally arrive.
Of course, with her temperament, she would never place her hopes on others.
At the same time, she had to watch Zhou Ling's condition and prevent any unforeseen mishaps.
"Master, isn't Junior Brother's attempt to undergo the Golden Core Tribulation rather hasty?"
Jin Yun asked.
She was relatively steady by nature. She knew Zhou Ling had only entered the Golden Core Realm a few years ago, and his mana could still be tempered for several more years.
There was no need for him to rush so quickly at the Nascent Soul bottleneck.
"Senior Sister, how could a genius like Junior Brother be measured by the cultivation progress of people like us?"
At the side, Fang Yu Yun said with a smile.
"You two, don't just stand around either. One of you go to the South Side, and the other to the north. Keep watch."
Fairy Zi Ling spoke.
"Yes, Master!"
"Yes, Master!"
The two replied together with cupped fists.
Even Fang Yu Yun, who