Luo Yao clapped her hands, her face brimming with delight.
Whenever Ye Lin and the others went into seclusion, she could sneak out and have fun.
Ye Lin returned to the cave dwelling he had used before and sat down cross-legged. To him, time was exceedingly precious; he had to seize every second now.
His cultivation had to keep up.
Those who fell behind would get beaten—Ye Lin understood that saying better than anyone.
Ye Lin's diligence also inspired Wang Tian and the others. After glancing at Luo Yao, they smiled and headed off to enter seclusion.
They had also gained greatly from their trip to the Black Tortoise Secret Realm, and this was the perfect opportunity to properly digest those gains.
The group continued their seclusion, while Xinyou took Luo Yao and vanished from the star in a flash.
He would only take Luo Yao out to play. This star was enormous, but he found it terribly dull.
During the interval while everyone was in seclusion, in an unfamiliar starry sky.
At the center of that empty starry sky stood a peach tree, so enormous that it rivaled dozens of stars.
Specks of radiance bloomed across the peach tree, illuminating the pitch-black starry sky around it until it seemed like broad daylight. It was incomparably beautiful.
Figures moved back and forth atop the peach tree.
"Rogue Cultivator Ye Xin has come to pay respects to the Immortal-Slaying Ancestor of the Immortal-Slaying Sect."
At that moment, a rosy-faced young man in white robes, like an exiled immortal walking the mortal world, stood before the peach tree and called out loudly.
His voice spread through the entire starry sky.
The figures atop the peach tree all stopped, their gazes falling upon the young man.
"What do you seek from this old