Bibi Dong stayed in Heaven Dou City for more than half a month before returning to Spirit City with Chrysanthemum Douluo.
With his legs crippled, Xue Ye simply dumped all affairs of state on Qian Renxue. Fortunately, she already had her own staff as Crown Prince and only needed to steer the overall course.
Whenever she had free time, she summoned Yao Yan to the Prince's Mansion for a little fun, or swallowed Body Tempering Pills and cultivated with the Inner Elixir Technique.
Her strength was now approaching rank sixty-six.
A month slipped quietly by.
The Clear Sky Sect had finished preparing its solemn ancestral ceremony, which would officially be held the next day.
The following morning.
Three hundred li east of Heaven Dou City.
The first light of dawn pierced through, and the sea of clouds surged like a tide.
A fierce streak of sword light sliced through the clouds and mist, hurtling toward the Clear Sky Sect.
Two people stood on the blade-Ning Fengzhi, wearing a golden crown, stood with his hands behind his back, his white robes fluttering gently in the wind.
Behind him stood an old man in spotless, snow-white robes. His beard and hair were white, and his long silver hair was neatly combed back.
The old man's features were austere, yet his skin was as delicate as a baby's. His expression was indifferent, and his eyes seemed blind to everything around him.
He gave the impression that, throughout heaven and earth, he alone reigned supreme.
He was none other than the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's guardian Douluo-Chen Xin of the sword, a rank ninety-six Super Title Douluo.
Ning Fengzhi looked down. The Clear Sky Sect's outpost had been completely transformed.
Red couplets shone against the snow, and lanterns hung high. Even the stone