One figure wreathed in fire and one clad in white raced through the night, streaking over range upon range of mountains toward Misty Cloud Mountain in the eastern part of the Jia Ma Empire.
Along the way, they chatted now and then. Yun Yun mostly asked about Xiao Yan's cultivation experiences, and the admiration and tenderness in her eyes grew ever stronger.
Xiao Yan, meanwhile, answered with a mixture of truth and falsehood, occasionally tossing out just the right words to make Yun Yun's heart race and her cheeks flush.
The system's notification chimes also rang out from time to time in his mind, each one announcing that he had stolen the original protagonist's fortune and gained Super Villain Points. Xiao Yan was delighted every time he heard them.
[Ding! The host is traveling with Sect Master Yun Yun of the Misty Cloud Sect, and their feelings for each other are growing. The fated bond between the protagonist of destiny and Yun Yun has been completely severed. Fortune -5000!] [Host's fortune +5000, Super Villain Points +10000!]
After half a day of rushing onward, the eastern sky paled with the first light of dawn. A towering mountain range that seemed to pierce the clouds appeared in the distance.
The range soared into the heavens, its peaks wreathed year-round in mist. Immortal energy shimmered in the air, while countless halls and pavilions clung to the slopes, their upturned eaves and soaring corners majestic and imposing. Seen from afar, it looked like a land of immortals.
This was the sacred ground of the Jia Ma Empire—Misty Cloud Mountain, where the Misty Cloud Sect had its roots.
The Misty Cloud Sect had stood in the Jia Ma Empire for hundreds of years. Its foundations ran deep, it had tens of thousands of