The True Spirit Returned to Her Body, Stirring Old Memories; Ancient Feuds from the Investiture Calamity Gathered Like Dust in Her Heart

Yunxiao sat cross-legged on the bluestone platform, her cultivation continuing to rise. The power of the laws swirled through the surrounding world, while countless memories surged through her sea of consciousness.

At last, she remembered. Her name was Yunxiao, eldest of the Three Xiao and a personal disciple of Sage Tongtian of the Jie Sect.

She remembered her years on Golden Turtle Island, when Master Sage Tongtian sat upon his throne and lectured his disciples. The hall below was filled with disciples, immortal energy curling through the air...

She remembered how Zhao Gongming loved taking her, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao to cultivate beside the island's spirit stream. Every so often, he would secretly pluck spirit fruit and share it with them...

She remembered how Qiongxiao always took sword practice seriously. Whenever she lost, she would pester Yunxiao for another match and refuse to stop until she won...

She remembered how Bixiao loved collecting glittering jade. Whenever she found some rare treasure, she would rush to show it off to Yunxiao first.

Those days had been filled with laughter, pure and beautiful.

But all of it had been utterly shattered when the Investiture Calamity descended and the Chan Sect's schemes unfolded.

She remembered how Zhao Gongming, seeking vengeance for his fellow disciples, had taken the Sea-Calming Pearls and Dragon-Binding Rope down the mountain to assist Wen Zhong. But Daoist Lu Ya of the Chan Sect had ambushed him, cursing him to death with the Nail-Head Seven-Arrow Book. He had died without even knowing why.

When the news reached Golden Turtle Island, the three sisters had clutched the belongings Zhao Gongming left behind and wept until their hearts broke. Their hearts had nearly been shaken to the point of injury. Even after a thousand years, the anguish of their brother's tragic death remained