Unable to decide, she eventually tossed the discovery into the spatial mustard seed on her finger, then rested on her sword and dozed off.
Nanzhao Kingdom, royal palace.
"Present your matters if there are any. If not, court is adjourned." The Witch King sitting upon the throne looked listless, as though nothing could interest him.
Red Dust watched everything from the void, her expression calm. Yet with one look at this Witch King, she knew he would never be a wise ruler.
"Who's there?"
Suddenly, a refined middle-aged man appeared in the void, watching Red Dust warily.
"It's you?"
The moment Bai Yue saw her, he recalled what had happened thirty years ago. At the time, he had only recently begun cultivating, and the greatest event in tianxia had been Jing Tian, the reincarnation of Fei Peng from the God Realm, joining forces with Daoist Xuan Yi of Shushan to defeat the Evil Sword Immortal and save the Six Realms.
"What brings you here?"
Seeing Bai Yue's wariness, Red Dust could not help but sigh. As expected of someone who could become the protagonist's mortal enemy—though not yet a hundred years old, he had already entered the Dao.
"Nothing in particular. I am traveling tianxia and happened to pass through Nanzhao.
Your cultivation is quite impressive, sir. At such a young age, you have already entered the Dao."
"I see. You flatter me, Senior." One did not strike a smiling face, and Bai Yue's expression changed quickly.
"Welcome to Nanzhao, Senior. Why not let this junior arrange a place for you to stay?"
Red Dust said, "There is no need to trouble yourself. I am used to traveling alone."
With that, her figure vanished into the void, leaving Bai Yue's expression shifting unpredictably.
"Hadn't she been missing for decades?