Gift

It was over.

The heavens were still saturated with turbulent Source Qi that had yet to disperse. The embers of war continued to burn across the Heaven Origin Mountain Range, black smoke billowing straight into the clouds. Yet the shadow of destruction had, for now, departed this immortal mountain, shrouded in mist for countless ages.

The Sword Sect was safe—for now.

Standing in the air, Luo Wei held her sword as she looked down upon the devastation below. Before her heart could fully relax, an ill-timed voice rang out from the viewing area:

"Sect Master Luo, I believe you need to explain that final strike of yours."

"..."

Luo Wei glanced back at the gazes fixed upon her. After a moment of silence, she sighed inwardly.

People had to take responsibility for their actions, and she too had to pay the price for that sword strike just now.

Even though everyone present understood how terrifying the consequences would have been if Xu Yinhe and Li Yaoxuan had both descended upon the Sword Sect's gates, openly stabbing an ally in the back while they faced the enemy was still unforgivable to the Sect Alliance as a whole.

The martial conflict was over. Now, the Sect Alliance's internal war of words would begin.

Letting out a breath of stale air, Luo Wei sheathed her sword and was about to say something to the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion Master before her, when Tianye casually flicked his sleeve and waved a hand.

"If you wish to express your apologies, Sect Master, there is no need. Even without that strike of yours, I had already intended to let Xu Changtian leave."

Luo Wei froze at those words.

She had not expected the other party, representing the Heavenly Oversight Pavilion, to speak for the Sword Sect.

Yet