Su Mo and Luo Qianfan talked for a long time. They drank as they spoke freely, discussing anecdotes from across the ages, tales of ancient marvels, and the common people under heaven.
It was not until dawn was beginning to break that Luo Qianfan finally left.
Afterward, Su Mo sat quietly for another half hour. He changed into a long azure robe, then walked out of the main hall, soared into the sky, and reached an altitude of a thousand zhang.
Standing in the air, Su Mo gave the deserted Wind Ling Island one final look. Then he abruptly turned, his body becoming a streak of light as he shot straight into the clouds, vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Three days after Su Mo left, a large group of black-robed people arrived at Wind Ling Island.
Seeing the empty Wind Ling Island, the group flew into a rage and completely destroyed it. Palaces shattered, mountain peaks collapsed, and Wind Ling Island was razed to the ground!
"Investigate! Investigate thoroughly! Find Su Mo's whereabouts for me!"
The furious roar shook heaven and earth.
Su Mo flew amid the clouds, swift as lightning as he headed west. His destination was the heart of the continent—Central Continent.
Now that the Azure Vault Sect and the Su family had both been properly arranged, Su Mo no longer had anything to worry about.
Earlier, Su Hong had sent Su Mo word that everyone in the Su family had safely arrived at the imperial city and settled down.
For Su Mo's journey to Central Continent, traveling straight west was the shortest route. Though the journey was long, Su Mo was not worried. He treated it as a long journey of training, advancing toward Central Continent while tempering himself along the