A Plan for Hard Cultivation

After letting his emotions out, Ling Tian felt slightly better. With Hu Yao and Lian Yue comforting him, the grief and anger in his heart had eased.

Suppressing the hatred in his heart, Ling Tian rose to his feet and straightened his clothes. Looking into the distance, he said softly, "Sister Yao, Yue'er, we should head back. Otherwise, Big Brother Lu and the others will be worried."

Seeing Ling Tian calm and composed, Lian Yue's worries vanished. Hu Yao, however, was clever enough to know that Ling Tian had merely buried his hatred deep inside. But she didn't know how to comfort him, either. With a sigh, she murmured, "Let's go back."

The three of them found their bearings, then turned into three streaks of Mysterious Light and sped away.

"Brother, are you all right?" Lu Yuan spotted the three of them from afar and flashed over to meet them. His tone held a hint of reproach. "Brother, you're not alone anymore. If something's wrong, tell us. Don't keep it bottled up by yourself."

"Heh, Big Brother, I'm fine." Ling Tian smiled faintly. Glancing toward the palace, he changed the subject. "Big Brother, have you settled those seniors in?"

"Mm. With us here, don't worry." Lu Yuan nodded, then looked at Ling Tian with a solemn expression. "Brother, we're all members of Lingxiao Pavilion now. The plaque is our business, too. Once things have settled down here, I'll go with you to the Human Race and find a way to take it back."

"Big Brother, I'll definitely take the plaque back, but not now. Besides, this isn't something we can accomplish by bringing a crowd." Ling Tian shook his head. "Ten Thousand Swords Cliff is crawling with experts. They probably have quite a few immortal-level masters. Bringing too many people