The night curtain was gradually scattered by streaks of light.
Though the darkness was quickly driven away, the sun was still nowhere to be seen today.
Instead, billowing black clouds continued to gather overhead.
Gusts of cool wind swept over people's bodies, carrying a biting chill, as though the temperature between yesterday and today had suddenly dropped by twenty degrees.
The Seven Stars Sect disciples who were accustomed to rising early to practice martial skills had only just opened their doors when the cold wind made them shudder.
"Yesterday was blazing hot. How did dark clouds suddenly cover the sky today?"
"Looks like a storm is coming. Damn it all!"
The disciples cursed one after another, shut their doors, changed into thicker clothes, and only then headed back out.
Although the weather was dreadful, they could not bear to give up the morning hours most suited for cultivation.
Large groups of disciples made their way to the Training Ground or the various martial halls.
Compared to those disciples who braved the foul weather to go outside,
many people felt as though the gloomy sky had suited their wishes.
"Since that old monster Elder Luo personally said that Star Son Li Jue was not suited to go looking for trouble himself, we'll give him that face. Today, I'll leave this matter to you."
A man who bore a ninety-percent resemblance to Li Jue, yet looked far older, spoke with a vicious gleam in his eyes.
This man was Li Sheng, Li Hu's father.
Though he was also nearing sixty, his cultivation was not particularly strong. Years of fighting for power and profit had made him look even older.
In recent days, the pain of losing his son had made him seem to age more than ten years overnight.
Fierce shouts rang