The one who had left was gone.
The river ran wild, and the green mountains pierced the clouds.
The dream was almost over.
Gu Qingshan stood by the riverbank, feeling a little melancholy.
He released his divine sense and swept it over the entire Barren Cloud Cave Heaven. It was easy to find a little girl sitting on Barren Cloud Main Peak.
That was Xie Daoling.
Gu Qingshan moved in a flash, skimmed over the rolling river, then soared upward and looked toward the Daoist temple atop Barren Cloud Main Peak.
A little girl sat on the steps in front of the temple, resting her chin in her hand as she quietly gazed at Several Peaks on the River beneath the drifting clouds.
A tiny figure.
Alone, in this dream.
Her father had passed away.
And Shen Yang, who had been entrusted with her care, had probably already died in the Real World outside.
The Cultivation World's state of affairs said it all.
Otherwise, when Xie Daoling woke, Shen Yang would surely have passed down much of the knowledge of the Barren Plains Heavenly Palace to her.
Yet in the future, all that survived were Earth Sword and the Heavenly Palace Jade Disc.
It was only much later, after Xie Daoling began her cultivation and entered the Dao, that she used the Heavenly Palace Jade Disc to return to the Original Heaven Realm and study many ancient secret arts.
Until then, despite possessing a talent that made even the gods jealous and suspicious, she would still be a helpless orphan with no one to rely on.
She would struggle alone to survive in this world.
Gu Qingshan sighed, wrapped his pure-black Silent Cloak more tightly around himself, and pulled the hood low over his face to keep her from remembering