After activating the Dream Weaving Pearl in his hand, Ye Tian felt a wave of dizziness surge through his mind. That familiar sensation rushed over him once more, then darkness fell before his eyes, and he drifted into sleep.
Yet it could not be said that he had completely fallen asleep, because he still sat cross-legged where he was. He simply did not move, and his consciousness was unclear.
But when he regained awareness, he discovered that he was no longer in his cultivation retreat. Before him stretched an endless expanse of snow, and he had no idea why he had appeared here.
"Mo Xuan, you finally came. I thought you planned to hide here forever."
A woman's voice suddenly came from behind him. Ye Tian turned and saw a woman in red standing there. She looked somewhat like Hong Ying.
"I, Mo Xuan, conduct myself uprightly and act with integrity. Why can't I stay here? Why would I need to hide? I simply do not wish to see you."
Ye Tian spoke calmly. Even he had no idea where this confident bearing had come from.
"You dare claim that you conduct yourself uprightly? Do you still remember who promised to roam the martial world with me, swords in hand? And now you have been secretly hiding here alone, refusing to see me? Matters of the martial world must be settled in the martial world—take a few of my sword strikes first!"
The woman gave an angry shout, raised her sword, and charged at Ye Tian.
Ye Tian calmly sidestepped, easily evading her attack. Meanwhile, she flailed her treasured sword about like a headless fly. Though the blade in her hand appeared quite valuable, her swordsmanship was so terrible it was almost unbearable to watch.
"I told you already, giving