The house had clearly been uninhabited for many years, and thick dust lay everywhere.
A chill peculiar to places long untouched by human presence filled the air.
Pei Ling advanced step by step until he reached the deepest part of the house. The chessboard, lampstand, and players were all gone.
It looked no different from an ordinary room.
Seeing that the presence had truly left, Pei Ling gave a slight nod.
If he encountered danger in the outside world in the future, he could take shelter in this schoolhouse.
But he couldn't stay here for long.
He couldn't be sure whether that presence might suddenly come looking for him again...
Just then, Pei Ling felt a sudden stirring in his heart. He turned and looked toward the schoolhouse's entrance.
In an instant, his gaze pierced the many layers of obstruction within the schoolhouse and fell directly upon the outside world.
A female cultivator in rosy robes and a moon-colored shawl, with exquisite features and a graceful figure, came flying toward the schoolhouse and landed at its entrance. It was Yan Minghua, who had returned!
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The midday sun shone brightly. A winding stream seemed to cradle a stretch of woods in its embrace.
The wind stirred the trees, scattering their shadows in a dance.
A graceful figure flashed past. Yan Minghua landed at the schoolhouse entrance and immediately looked around for Pei Ling.
But the corpse from earlier had vanished.
Yan Minghua's expression changed. With a thought, she turned into a streak of Escape Light and quickly circled the entire area.
Yet the corpse that had been lying at the schoolhouse entrance just moments ago seemed never to have existed. Not a single hair or drop of blood remained!
Realizing this, Yan Minghua turned deathly pale. She whipped around and