After putting away the Transmission Mirror, Shi Yue wore a thoughtful expression.
Qu Feiyan and Murong Xiaoxiao stood beside him. The three of them were aboard a Green Flying Boat.
The Green Flying Boat raced across the sky at great speed.
"Come to think of it, we haven't returned to Taixu Sect in a long time. Once the war is over, I'll definitely go back and stay there for a while," Murong Xiaoxiao said with a light laugh.
Shi Yue nodded. He missed his days at Taixu Sect, too.
He formed a hand seal, and the Green Flying Boat sped up before vanishing into the distance.
Seven days later, they returned to Sacred Void Sect.
Qu Feiyan and Murong Xiaoxiao went back to their residences, while Shi Yue headed to Sacred Void Palace.
He took out a Transmission Mirror and contacted Xie Chong.
Soon, Xie Chong's face appeared on the mirror. He was beaming; it was rare for Shi Yue to contact him.
"Has anything unusual happened with the Devil Race lately?" Shi Yue asked casually.
"No. Just minor skirmishes. The higher-ups... the Devil Race hasn't made any moves recently," Xie Chong replied honestly.
Shi Yue wasn't surprised. He had only asked in passing; after all, the Devil Race had suffered considerable losses and couldn't recover so quickly.
"Any useful intelligence? Anything about the Devil Race's Mahayana cultivators?" Shi Yue pressed.
Xie Chong thought for a moment, then shook his head. "The Devil Race's Mahayana cultivators are extremely mysterious and rarely show themselves. We have little contact with them. But I spoke with one of Shi Lang's disciples, and he let slip a few things. Ning Wuque has been comprehending the spiritual domain and has already grasped a little of it."
"What? Ning Wuque has grasped a little of it?"