A thousand years later, in the Western Regions, at the Myriad Dao Sect.
After Yu Yunwei had used a Formation to find her senior brother's reincarnation, she had dispatched disciples from the Listening Wind Pavilion to the Central Plains.
As soon as they received any news, the Listening Wind Pavilion disciples would contact her with a magical artifact.
At that point, she would immediately set out for the Zhou Kingdom in the Central Plains.
But after the Listening Wind Pavilion disciples had left, Yu Yunwei thought it over and decided she still wasn't at ease.
It wasn't that the Listening Wind Pavilion disciples weren't loyal enough.
Rather, the Listening Wind Pavilion was the Myriad Dao Sect's intelligence-gathering and assassination organization. Its members had nothing but killing on their minds, and might not be tactful enough.
Besides, they didn't know how important the person they were supposed to bring back was.
The only order they'd received was to bring him back without fail.
What if they offended her senior brother?
Most importantly, among the elite Listening Wind Pavilion disciples heading to the Zhou Kingdom, the highest-ranked one was their leading elder, who was only at the Jade Uncarved Realm.
The Jade Uncarved Realm was more than enough to found a sect, but Yu Yunwei still felt it wasn't enough.
So Yu Yunwei decided to ask someone she didn't like—but who was the most suited to bring her senior brother back.
"Greetings, Sect Master."
"We pay our respects to the Sect Master."
"May the Sect Master be well."
When Yu Yunwei entered Myriad Flower Peak, one female cultivator after another bowed to her.
Yu Yunwei didn't respond. She simply continued up the mountain.
Along the way, some of Myriad Flower Peak's female disciples bathed in clear springs.
Some ran back and forth